Small, seven-years-old, chewed fingernails dug in, baby fat of thighs pressed into thick raised bark, I scrambled up to a crux. There in the
the name makes me think what fear astonishment I’d have felt had I been at Piney Point and seen Adelantado de Soto with glinting
Lord love a duck! As well as why-not entertain a she-mallard’s own scurrilous antics as ill-reputed as mine, her beady-eyed & feather- headed immodesties
Garth Greenwell writes dirty prose dirty as Anacreon’s Thracian filly, amongst bat-naked Bulgarians, those bastardized Greeks. Where is Bulgaria? The American mind is clotted