Sunday, March 23, 2014

Even Cowgirls

You darling. What's happening? You're holed up on East Tenth Street growing pale.

Pale as a phantom tangled in lace curtains.

Pale as the foam on a maniac's lips.


Jon said...

Phantoms, maniacs, even cowgirls.....almost as intriguing as a Tim Robbins novel....

This faux cowboy is holed up in his hacienda - - trying to avoid these mercilessly suffocating West Texas duststorms.

Welcome to spring, Harry!

Geo. said...

Now there's a passage that maintains its secrets while arousing curiosity. Has a Masonic ring to it.

Unknown said...

love this ring! xx

Patricia said...


Enkeli X said...

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