Meanwhile let us cast one shadow in air and water.
When Sleeping Beauty wakes up, she is almost fifty years old
God serves the choosy. They know what to want.
Everything pays for growing tame.
Here on the drawing board fingers and noses leak from the air brush maggots lie under if i should die before if i should die in the back room stacked up in smooth boxes like soapflakes or tunafish wait the undreamt of.
Sometimes tradition is a way of keeping going.