Status: Missing: Tell me the truth: Where is Valerie?
To: SV
From: VW
Subject: Re: A reason for abandonment
About that rejection I've already submitted, so. This is the story of my life: Disciplinarians are coming; others are packed away somewhere, awaiting execution.
About the flask or the noise from upstairs, Bellflower opened as a well Grandmother dropped down. I can close if you want. Filter so nothing enters when you forget the sound carries, modern day methods of electrocution. My speckled
hen with the crest is dead of a single-minded neurosis, thread spun down the inner side of a thigh a way of messaging. Who needs a telephone or a therapist when we all have cells.
I talked to Frost's grandson yesterday. I don't know if God or television made him so smart, but a decapitated turkey is our thanksgiving, birds carry a beluga, and goldfish have good memories. You can learn so much in a five-minute conversation.