To Be A CatBy Carrie Thovson Do you remember what it was like to be a kid? Do you remember seeing clouds as silly shapes in the sky, or playing barefoot on the grass or building forts with bed sh... Posted by on Thu, 23 Mar 2006 07:51:00 GMT
Poem: The Bar (Alex's)
The walls are velvet red
Paintings dripping head to floor
Topless women, a naked embrace
I love this place down to my core
My bathroom is painted pink
A child goddess painted on the wall
C... Posted by on Mon, 08 Aug 2005 11:40:00 GMT
