I (strangewrit) Where were you? In the lobby of a bank, or naked on an…

The nursery’s idle regime masks rules and hoops that pen the precocious maggot. Bare-bottomed, thighs…

Shivering from wrinkled autopsy to humpbacked kiss. Fondling the Catsgore jailbait beneath the cabbage- colored…

A view down a boulevard escalating with girls, the hipshake of sunlight almost Catholic, nearly…

Agents of paradise, white slavers patient among the castanets of holiday looters. Screened and tamed…