Pedals on a Dry Brown Bough by christopher lauer As a man, I am no longer concerned with my shoe size No matter where I
Deny Everything by christopher lauer She spent Friday afternoon extinguishing. cigarettes. punctuating an impending threat of maligning my loving name to every bright girl in
Post-Industrial Service-Based Economy by christopher lauer I am here a windowless office the color of desert choking down sour dispositions of greater generations Here. wanting
Take It for Granite by christopher lauer Such a nice block of mistakes I make I make more I add them to my repertoire, Moses
Just Hear Me Out: A Proposal by chris lauer How long will dying be for the living itâ€™s really hard on them The dead have
Is this for my comments? Let’s see: I actually just wrote this 6/18/07. I would also like to tell Homeland Security that I have never actually “tasted the product.” It’s just poetic license.
The Answered Prayers of Claus Philipp Maria Schenk Graf von Stauffenberg By Christopher Lauer She is just a plot to kill Hitler hatched forty, or