A GOOD SMOKE I lit her up and smoked nude except for my sunglasses and Phillies cap I didn't think about a thing I just inhaled and exhaled and I felt like part of the earth again like a tobaccco leaf jiggling in the wind
Those were the days heavy and horny filled with early honeysuckle drooling with desire pocket change and plans splendid this, Daniel
Thank you, Jay Please assume cart blanche with any copy or material submitted by me online where you have or hold office or sway editorial influence. In other words, knock yourself out, seize the day my friend— because this place OPF is somewhat new, open a submit board here then go ahead and run copy ASAW abroad via OAF say, as a given, workout details OJT so to speak— All the guys here thus far are a decent enough crew, seemingly unfussed, from what I can gather. I would simply* insert a sentence or couple of words above the door here ‘As poetry is a fair medium of exchange these days, editors may perform alchemy from the basement’ You’re doing a great job