you can come in if you like, the woman said...

by bofa xesjum

but i am sure everything is changed the whole place was renovated a few years ago… you must have walked the streets until after midnight but here you are at last! knowledge of nature will get you through every time i did not sink under my torments but did feel a horrible anticipation the poor are generous, and sometimes keep gerbils as pets you look wonderful! those torments never had a chance against you a gerbil is different from a hamster, i am told even poor people have time on their hands these days and are horribly afraid of being kidnapped by demons what did i come here for? my tormentor was outwardly a civilized gentleman i was down on the program for one number don juan on the caravan to nowhere the temptation was too strong for poor juan and he wrapped his soul in brown paper wondering why he had been born “if nature had a balance, it would not be nature” he intoned with his bright beady eyes looking into mine you know i am absurdly in love what are you so afraid of? knowledge of nature is only half the task here you are at last! i realize you are feeling a horrible anticipation as we all do every day and night of our lives we are all absurdly in love sources: the time machine, by h g wells; the island of dr moreau, by h g wells; “a haunted house” by virginia woolf; three lives, by gertrude stein; the thirty-nine steps, by john buchan; “the black monk”, by anton chekhov; confessions of an english opium-eater, by thomas de quincey; rasselas, by samuel johnson; ”the dilettante”, by edith wharton; autobiography of an ex-colored man, by james weldon johnson; up from slavery, by booker t washington; adventures of tom sawyer, by mark twain

when we returned to the old house...

by bofa xesjum

we found that it had been converted into a condominium most of the units of which were yoga studios because ignorance is a frail base for virtue a frail base for virtue indeed i must have walked the streets until after midnight the streets i so loved and feared what did i come here for? he was looking at me with bright beady eyes they were horribly afraid of him but i did not sink under my torments i felt the same horrible anticipation the poor are generous with their things knowledge of nature is only half the task he kept looking at me with bright beady eyes i was down on the program for one number you know i’m absurdly in love knowledge of nature will only take you so far here you are at last! i am down for only one number what did i come here for? “i blame no one… i take full responsibility” ignorance is a frail base for virtue i walked the streets until it began to rain i was hopelessly in love he kept his bright beady eyes on me the whole time the temptation was too strong they were all afraid of him their ignorance did not protect them and the temptation was too strong sources: the time machine, by h g wells; the island of dr moreau, by h g wells; “a haunted house” by virginia woolf; three lives, by gertrude stein; the thirty-nine steps, by john buchan; “the black monk”, by anton chekhov; confessions of an english opium-eater, by thomas de quincey; rasselas, by samuel johnson; ”the dilettante”, by edith wharton; a vindication of the rights of women, by mary wollstonecraft; autobiography of an ex-colored man, by james weldon johnson; up from slavery, by booker t washington; adventures of tom sawyer, by mark twain