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KING CHRONICLES XXVII am the girl in Le Smoking, in the corner, with the crooked smile making your hands shake wonders. I will walk, hours upon hours, just to glide past you with a singular glance. For all of the times that you died in my arms, the ring the ring then nothing. I am pressed to another's arms tonight, did you see me?KING CHRONICLES XXVI
Taken Aback. You are exactly as I remember so soft and put together as I spin and jar a carousing youthfulness, what told you of my days? Tonight is the exception, so many words and I will give you something that won't be given up skin upon flesh upon words upon


KING CHRONICLES XXVACT THREE: A NEW HOUSEKING CHRONICLES XXV
Such stress is found in moving, not just in the state of change, but in the thunderstorm at midnight, and our lack of car'd state.
Such stress and crying sweat.
When I had more faith in what I believe in, used to, and the sound of rain upon the tin roof behind my house the children screaming and the sizzle of frying eggs I would lie and lie for uncountable periods of time just enjoying being, being, the great mystery, just existing and breathing and calculating interpreting constantly.
Five days a


KING CHRONICLES XXIVI am a goddess, I am a sky, I am the past lives of the incinerated who chose not to rise again, for fear of fire and carnival wheels.KING CHRONICLES XXIV
It was not love, nor was it lust. Neither killed the muses, has slain the fates. Instead it was the intrinsic inability to accept the incorrigible FEMININITY that lies beneath chest hair and rippling forearms. The daughters of our time suffer for our fathers' fears and to be truthful, each crushed velvet gown purchased, land bequeathed, never felt the same as the soft drip of words and a penned declaration. Please, Lear, stop your purchase, end your cutting an
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