I Was Playing Catch With The European

I Take Space To Be The Central Fact To Man Born In America. I Spell It Large Because It Comes Large Here. Large And Without Mercy.

Atlantis Will Rise Again.

This Morning Of The Small Snow I Count The Blessings, The Leak In The Faucet Which Makes Of The Sink Time, The Drop Of The Water On Water.

Fact Is Based Upon Vulgar Matter.

What Does Not Change Is The Will To Change