"I celebrate myself, and sing myself,/And what I assume you shall assume,/For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.//I loafe and invite my soul,/I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass."
Sunday, April 12, 2009
On East Houston St. this morning
a late night couple makes their way home, creaking in the cold.
a late night couple makes their way home, creaking in the cold.
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