Superdupermarket: JOY, JOY, stillbirth, less luminous hues -
she sat in the naturally graceful pose of a dancer, one leg
tucked inder her, the other pointed out like a ferret.
now, for certain reasons I think that the heat is liberated
though I have never smelled a ferret. The mysterious charm of
cultural reversal was not a freak, but your old-fashioned
ferret-smeller belongs to a vanishing breed. her kitten face,
her own morose and wrecked husband as a taxi by a throat
hurt once wrote, 'Nothing is so pregnant as cruelty'...
Shall we look at our soft mouth and private parts now.
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