ta^g The Jailer

My night sweats grease his breakfast plate. The same placard of blue fog is wheeled With into position the same trees and headstones.

Is that all he can come up with,

The rattler of keys?

¹have been drujged and raped. Seven-hours -knocked out of my right mind Into ablack sack

What I relax, foetus or cat,

Lever of his wet dreams.

Something is gone.

My sleeping capsule, my red and blue zeppelin Drops me from aterrible altitude. Carapace smashed,

^Ispread to the beaks of birds.

0 little gimlets—

What holes this papery day is already full of! C) He has been burnin me with rettes, retendmg am a negress ty pt paws. ^I tun myself. That is not e ug

The fever trickles and sti6ats in ml hair.

t

ribs show. What have I ea n. and smiles.

Surely the sky b not tha lor, Surely the grass should ling.

MI day, gluing my church of burnt matchsticks, ^I dream of someone else entirely.

And he, filth ubversion,

Hurts me

(fakery,

tHis lio ^Imasks of amnesia.

Tnili—teiriflena criminal, I cue with variety —

Hung, starved, burned, hooked.

I imagine him

Impotent as distant thunder,

In whose shadow I have eaten my ghost ration. I wish him dead or away.

That, it scans, is the impossibility.

That being free. What would the dark to without fevers to eat?

“Nat would thaar

Do without eyes to knife, what would he Do, do, do without me?

17 October 196z

We, your blood family, will do all we can…

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bigbeelowamvciosn enaltiyuhts.ikdead

waralhpesnlncloco htelyapniFadA.hpyo

dneemeftiwisenrh otvretapgentiote rest.

nt 10 0

Nope you like your banner! I woned super hard on it jus’ far you! I’m so happy that jus’ we’re so close now and don’t wony. I won’t forget about you while I’m in California and you Florida. I mean who could forget you! *lo! * N-E-Way His been great! *hy!!

TIAL OK!

Beyond Our Town: Where the Wilder Things Are

For all

the Bills

out

there

worrying

about

their

Chelseas.

Harvard.

ONE FIDELY

Even from a t b o u s a n d miles away,

old, men and children.

I develop methods to solve real world problems and to ensure that all of us are able to solve the most problems of our life.

I develop methods to solve real world problems and to ensure that all of us are able to solve the most problems of our life.

I develop methods to solve real world problems and to ensure that all of us are able to solve the most problems of our life.

I develop methods to solve real world problems and to ensure that all of us are able to solve the most problems of our life.

I develop methods to solve real world problems and to ensure that all of us are able to solve the most problems of our life.

M c r t e s n e e m l m i l u t o e p c a l y f h s a n i b s o n t r. a u h r a d v h r s a w i h r y u s e i l l i g i l i e s u y r o w t y u ! i h o

…& tears

never imagined the way you and tears her future held

poured out an ocean of tears.

PAIN

‘I’ve got myself a winner’

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trdfhsikntitd.ae“hts ieotiscadwse”g“mtai

cviguhhsclneoinlan! asnscpyiaadmtoapi

Victim of His Own

MAYBE

MAYBE SHE’S BORN WITH IT.

INTO

NEVER TO BE

S E E N & H E A R D

One minute I was a nobody, the next…

a stealth closer

High excitement videos

of

A child

A Risky

Power Play

all night

SAD

LUXURY Lifestyles of the Rich & Fatinious

perverse

HE WANTED

young Girls A TEEN

SHE WANTED

her childhood back

blonde beauty

NO men she trusted

the painful moments

the truth broke her heart

betrayed

ORN YS ENTI ONLY

Only once is, it possible for someone to find a woman with such insurpassed beauty. Every moment in your presence is like experiencing beaven or Earth.

The sound of your voice tickling to my ears is like the sound of angels exceptively.

But when we are about O. O. The agony I fong just to have you in my gland.

I sit about, laying it to be near you, longing for your sweet sound to fill the air.

But I rest with the knowledge that I will see you again soon, another day, another dream…

ORN

• Agonyous (for now)

weeping teenage girl in the small dark hours just before dawn.

PICTURE PERFECT

Balancing act

giggly, natural, soft, kindhearted

CUTE

SHY

GIRL

BATTLE

Beauty Dies

shattered

No dreams

her tragic end

intelligence

simplicity

born humble

small

generous

little

traits

Jeffrey Loves

ATTACK ED

And it was a long,

tragic trail of tears.

For the person

who has everything

The Fearful

This man makes a pseudonym And crawls behind it like a worm.

This woman on the telephone Says she is a man, not a woman.

The mask increases, eats the worm, Stripes for mouth and eyes and nose,

The voice of the woman hollows— More and more like a dead one, \

Worms in the glottal stops._`k She hates

The thought of a baby Stealer of cells, stealer of beaut */ 4.( :)%

She would rather be deatt, Dead and perfect, like T ,

Hearing the fierce mask magnify The silver Iin bo each eye

Where t Ian never swigt, Whe s only tam and him.

16 November 1962

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Hradcwrchnnm! hvaebdaeo avratostaaias Temkaanmfr aias:stuknsc Msukatrusntc nmlufcigik! r.aerukasadh

Mrinisvrgosuletotforfrr atamnkaersbtfisrosryon

Nwc.Hwssnofralam Yeveshold akeaucmotbese. vlagscoosor ntgasotrod.temmriktah! oeuimrogoises oevers

PLEASE BEHAVE LIKE THE EVOLVED HOMO SAPIEN YOU ARE AND KINDLY REFRAIN FROM LICKING.

Ycyvteenbhvl ukbthyateae!

what if

you didn’t have to worry about

horror

Mystical island, Photos,

the unexpected visit from

teigsigrtly’fnoevral mtreblaanwlismmn hasutrnsaeiaynecciseikrelgilliloeyia!

Hifbodmrsnamfohsetntoat eetioyakoyrsrmibladhun

hndhrgtoglelthneaeraggs eateintclmtawernsassia dma.solnvclemhntneun! ubinudaeaiditaintr

“yueenvrvr ovbeaev.cy

Naughty Girl

1hn 1mont bek’hwudhy tikagigorawyolte

alwreniwitiln Nyolh loMLossathsog’hwude

bigfinadaevdo? asboe rnarednmkaiel morkn

adhpoeueaspiflnbodloe ntercdrwsoanuadloalvr

tehes. capati “gmayoe. hsetlohlyhsae” nmrl

hytakhsanfrep. fnoea eosGilieohllayncn

mkisoiwudee? hwsocrd aettplolbhrseassae

bcueatoiknwsannuwtfvr easlosscadabrigpihee

seumifeznclscelatohs! nptenreigodhwr! cndti

ORN

A LOT OF COLD SHOWERS

Blood on Their Hands

MRISNN En ralad C. btoosefcad usdelfryn MJBboMCna r.adsn. rowy nvaebradil r.rdnegnBIS. Althmhdncr Lotewootae itihpes! rhsapn

No doctor

TALK TO NO DOCTOR

damage.

dead

“If you don’t know, you can’t help!”

11100

ONLY

SECRET

ORY

Perfectly functional.

that’s good performance

Even if they aren’t.

Looking for help?

The solution is

DEATH

emergency

Play games with the whole world?

In a spontaneous outpouring of grief

■ THE ART OF PERFORMANCE: THE MAKING OF A

more powerful

family.

And I Am the arrow, The dew that flies Suicidal, at one with the drive Into the red Eye, the cauldron of morning. —from Ariel, by Sylvia Plath

A DEEP, DEEP SLEEP

loneliness

control

power and

until she cried

young KIDS

one little child.

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Fatal Attraction to just little You

Genes

DONOT YOU KNOW. YOU HAVE A CHOICE.

in his little plan

DARED TO SEARCH FOR MEANING.

The anti-war plane.

“I understand. how they feel, what they’re going through because I’ve gone through it too”

WITHOUT MARTIN LUTHER KING 2003 WOULD LOOK A LOT LIKE 1963

I’ll fight to the end

“I want to make people’s lives better & change the world”

To & Dear Granddaughter. On Your Graduation Day

ATTORNEY’S EYES ONLY

For Graduation,

I wanted

to give

you something

I was

absolutely sure

you didn’t

have…