American drama -- 20th century; Experimental fiction, American; Prose poems
Eugene said that she would have a different expression from her sister.
He did not say anything about her hair. She mentioned a wedding. Oh it
was sinful.
Eugene said that there were straits. He did not stop for plates. She
said she could cook. He was violent. He never was moved by birthdays. He
liked Saturday. He was clean. He was not annoyed.
Consider a pleasant time.
All the time that there is commotion there is powerful autocracy.
Nicely said.
I do mean to win.
Pages and pages.
I don't care about lists.
I don't care about lists.
Pointed or why do you.
When I used that expression I was nervous. Don't take it too seriously
James is nervous.
Plans.
Six fires.
Two lights.
Four lights.
Eight lights.
Eighty days.
I wish I was restless.
Out of four.
Out of four.
Six.
Sixty.
Little cats not all gone.
Little dove little love I am loving you with much more love. Parlor.
I saw an extraordinary mixture.
By nearly leaving out gloves and washing them.
By nearly leaving out gloves and washing them and towels, by nearly
leaving out towels and all of it by way of reminding every one of every
time, by leaving out invitations, by passing some day, let us say
Tuesday, by passing Tuesday together and eating, by leaving out all the
powder, by leaving out all the powder, Nellie made a mistake. Was it a
week Monday. Not with the carelessness. It was carelessness. I meant to
do it.
Pink Melon Joy.
III.
Thanks so much.
Do not repeat the miracle.
Thanks so much.
War.
I wish I was in the time when all the blame was feelingly added to
mercies. I wish I could ask what's the matter now.
By believing in forms by believing in sheds by more stationing by really
swimming as usual, no shell or fish. Pray.
I can hear extra rabbits, I can hear them and I mean beats. What is it.
It is not any use. It's no use. I do believe it. I shall select. I
relieve officers. I sell potatoes. That is what clergymen sing.
Singing. What is singing quietly. We are singing quietly. I wish
chimneys were old. They sound alike. They bother me.
All the day.
I was disappointed.
Going up.
Good night Mildred.
Good night dear.
They bother one so.
The cause of receding the cause of receding more, the cause of receding
is in me. In me by me, for the rest. All of it organ. Take out a name.
He did it.
Anything.
Anything to drink.
Anything to think.
Anything.
Very resistant.
I meant to spell teeth.
This is the way to pay.
Why should old people be vivacious. Thumbs do it.
They poison everything. They manage six.
I wish anger.
I wish religion.
I wish bursts.
I do wish fancies.
Fancy balls.
Blue dresses.
Other color cushions.
Points.
Disappoints.
Why should eating be agreeing.
Why should darkness turn colors.
Why should peddling be honorable.
Why should another be mother.
Mother to all.
Mother to some.
I say.
I say it.
He laughed.
He laughed believe me.
I do believe you.
He did not bother to sob.
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