Posted by cmliu on October 20, 2010 · Leave a Comment
sleeping tidily in lacquered berths, char and silk, what fine orphanage
Posted by cmliu on October 18, 2010 · Leave a Comment
if only we all were soaked in cinnamon and butter and mercy
Posted by cmliu on October 18, 2010 · Leave a Comment
no less a comfort than a mother putting on your other mitten
Posted by cmliu on October 18, 2010 · Leave a Comment
nose, jaw, sunk deeply, losing myself in your fried wiles, dear coxinha
Posted by cmliu on October 18, 2010 · 1 Comment
i am sixty-five; townies do not give a damn with each beefy chew
cmliu 