"I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars."
in Leaves of Grass (1892), Walt Whitman, poet (1819-1892)
She turns towards me while opening the door — The two cavities under her collarbones, dark under the scorching lightbulb — — Her shirt...
Monsieur fait de la résistance à ce que je vois. Et vas-y que je te re-speak english !! J'crois que ton cas est définitivement désespéré mon cher...
ReplyDeleteEncore un adepte de haschich ce Whitman ???