“Wait a minute, Juanita. ...is it a virus, a drug, or a religion?”
Juanita shrugs. “What’s the difference?”
This is almost overload — I said almost overload
Friends and foes and princes are all just human in the end
the ordering of objects couldn’t hide what’s missing.
... love is not these belongings that surround you,
though there’s meaning in the memories they hold.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map