The Calm Before The Butterfly

Sophie B. Altman. Dunt dunt dunt. That was your life. That Jiang sure can kowtow, don't worry Sichuan, Grandfather is looking out; for the Audi boys; wonder what my local weather is oh yeah sultry; and the Myanmariat says "You call that a fist?" Of two million-ish schizos on the street: Never lonely, or always lonely? And natural gas will double too. Coal up. But the Chestbumper-In-Chief told me. This is where I wherevered. Others voices. My girls is stronger than yours. My girl.