Jurassic Park
Talia Vyadro
if i tally it
every time
my tongue finds cherry
do you still
pull your thumb down my lip
sweet surrender
in the other city
the social concepts that killed me here
stay peripheral
In essence, there’s only one advert that can placate the masses. It’s by the surfers, slicing through the whitecaps like rotten pomegranates. It’s a thirty second trance, with a Magritte bowler hat, floating over roadkill.
i would certainly suck the islamic terrorists' cocks to save alysa li
The club isn’t so different than Plato’s cave, she thought one night after getting home from work, and while staring for a long time into her aquarium admiring its latest tenants.
With a spoon, I am turning you away.
if i tally it
every time
my tongue finds cherry
do you still
pull your thumb down my lip
sweet surrender
in the other city
the social concepts that killed me here
stay peripheral
It’s abundantly clear that Gass sweat blood over this novel, every word chosen with the utmost care, a master at work.
I regret inventing t-shirt language model twink size
Love is like a museum. You have to look around, experience things, and then leave.
"[Her Lesser Work] is a collection of mordant and formally inventive stories circling themes of, let’s say, desire and escape within repressive structures."
-Walker Caplan, Literary Hub