Maura Way
Kid the Moon
Breathless boggarts appreciate viewers like you when they desiccate innocent Wednesdays with the worst kind of gelatinous thought. If The Lawrence Welk Show is still on, why not believe in a genius loci? I would talk to the animals, fuck with your sugar bowl. My cornucopia overflows with pancordian music. Champagne ladies get along without me very well. I'll follow this kelpie, wenwise and worn, but she wants me pretty bad.
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