Sitting on the lap of a moonbeam
transcript of a gender...

You were eating
out from our hands...

Sometimes it
was better, not to know the...

Arrange the foot-candles
for candela. I am not...

I try to think,
not to think of you...

Like a mole, she was
coming up, tunneling...

Skin to skin
you cut the psyche...

A leopardess dies on a tree.
No molestation was reported...

Tension grips:
when you try to open...

After you gave me a
split rupture...

Under the jacaranda tree,
near the fragrant trunk...

Deflecting the light,
you stand in dark...