October 2010
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wait.
its the eve of tragedy and the night is buzzing with a flame in the air. your lips are cool moist and inviting and your mouth is nice too. every moment till now was filled with that same lust and rage but tonight it’s a little different. i find myself slave to your subtle features. i find myself choked by your gaze. can not breathe when the corner of your chin coils in speech. when your...
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NYFF Review: Julie Taymor Brings Noise And... →
But the greatest part of mankind float betwixt vice and virtue
– David Hune
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