next time we meetlets keep out clothes on...>
it’s tough to be a freelance visionary...>
the black cowson the brown grass...>
I built a housearound a blanket...>
her moccasins were alivewith their ropy hair...>
I knew a guywho knew a guy...>
I don’t know who I am without youa tree woman told me...>
Late night drives to get donutsin LA...>
I wrote about moths wingsand shark island...>