Toronto actor photographer writer
Did my friends serve bourbon-soaked ham At their Valentines party Or was I the bourbon-soaked ham? I connived to sit next to her.
By Aaron Schwartz11 months ago in Poets
"The fish is talking" screamed Nivelo, Not knowing now what to do with the knife. Rosen says today "Ah, enough already about the fish"
By Aaron Schwartz5 years ago in Poets
Ramada Inn restaurant in Xenia, Ohio. A large plastic plant. Heavy "colonial" chairs. Blue tablecloth. Yellow water glass. Candle in a red jar. Muzak. Etc. There is a patch of daylight from a distant window, but it's still too dark for lunch.
By Aaron Schwartz5 years ago in Humans
