My Galatea Day and night and night after day and night how obsessively I labor, my sweet Galatea, flesh of my soul—you greet me so sweet here in this garden of my night- mares . . . your marble … more →
Fringe Monkey RevolutionMysticWino wrote 2 weeks ago: My Galatea Day and night and night after day and night how obsessively I labor, my sweet Galatea … more →
MysticWino wrote 2 weeks ago: For Kith & Kin Patriot lost, mourned by no country, but a wife and infant attend in tearful ele … more →