I wrote under the influence of thunder but now it’s all hot water and ripped sheets. A man needs something to do. He sat by his wife’s bedside twelve hours a day for seven days straight until she died. Everybody in town talked. That’s how you’re going to get a cure for cancer, friend.
Love is everywhere, God is everything! They carried beach balls and made a little parade of it. When the horse died, they opted against necropsy. What can you do with grass beneath your feet? The dregs of the coffee inspired some thistle.
She bristled when they criticized her son in court. Rewriting is redundant. Popped the lid and found a beer can holding it all together. Your ballet is my mineral excavation via backhoe. That’s right bud, I’m talking to you.
Wild raspberries, grunting bears. The pond was dark and heavy like a dream of your father’s death. Yet we went ahead and kept going. The same ground covered twice can yield diamonds if you pay attention. My favorite writers, my penchant for cigars.