uh hmmm. and how does that make you feel?
uh hmmm. and how does that make you feel? by Tara Przybille Bradley Washing his face, Richard thinks, “Damn, I hate fat people.” He puts
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This is Not Porn; (and) I'm Not Horny
This is Not Porn; (and) I’m Not Horny by tara przybille bradley No moan at the end of your tongue No nipple or spots between
Frog Dream
frog dream by tara przybille bradley I had a large tank with small frogs swimming in water. Water plants, seaweed. The tank looked very pondish,
who googled who
who googled who by tara przybille bradley Does it frighten you to know that you can be googled? What the hell? So what the hell?
no poetry
no poetry by Tara Przybille Bradley there is no poetry to this things attatch release. touch. bounce. this is not what you were looking for
Black Flies
Black Flies photo and poem by tara przybille bradley I. I need to shake this off the trash talk of a salesman as insincere as
isn't that crazy
isn’t that crazy by tara przybille bradley that is perfectly not right record This record This oh. you just do not know the importance These
Unknowingly
Unknowingly by Tara Przybille Bradley She creates the taste and smell of memories for her family Dust and peaches The climate Heat in the night
Your Best Life -For V. D'Amico
what has become of life the stuff in your eyes every drum every beat the stuff in your heart where are you now where you
Tangled
Tangled Photo and poem by Tara Przybille Bradley you with the long tree of roots who hides in the tangle of my earth deep in