Perhaps you had just seen the lauded “David G.” famed on into the Hill Country for cock size, stamina, and technique. Perhaps you saw
That church on Rue de Rivoli we entered to get out of the rain someone invisible playing the organ high notes out of tune
I. All season the lake wore different dresses: a thick gray one like a supplicant’s, or a frothy light green one to dance in.
I think of myself positioned between the majesty of Mount Gorgonio and an eight mile beach where I walk every morning on the edge