Terça-feira, março 27, 2012. Leila, eu te amo como um cego na escuridão, um louco num sonho lúcido, a fantasia breve de um suicida, o buraco sólido de uma instalação. Eu te amo como um arco longe da seta, o tutano sem o pulmão, a haste que apara as arestas, o soro vívido da putrefação, o ânimo das bestas feras, as vésperas de um perdão, eu te amo, Leila, de todo meu coração. Leila, meu amor é uma messe, um vaso de oferendas, o conteúdo completo de todas lendas, as minas perdidas, as calendas das cidades .

A book and a blog for first-time mothers. This is the most likely comment that people will say to me in the next few weeks. Yes I want to finally see this baby.

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Is now in the latest issue of Severine. For today, anyway, I said.

I have a flash up at. Magazine, How to Date a Surfer. Surfing in 1970s LA, full of crochet bathing suits, Leif Garrett. And Body Like Paper in. Was published in the Summer Issue of.