If Malevich had lived in Hawaii, he wouldn’t have painted “White on White”
Brazilian cardinal
There’s actually no evidence that she read “Traffic” (5, 9)
Penseroso
Set upon a golden bough
They no longer feel as if they’re standing in the gathering dusk
Debbie and Donald and Gene, in gratitude
Let the stormy clouds chase
Everyone from the place!
Come on with the rain,
I’ve a smile on my face!
At evening, Brancusi
This way to the end of your sentence, Professor Sartre
Tourist
