Tag: b/w

Don’t spoil the day for me
Everything naturally flowed toward mediocrity
Time and again, people rushed by and ignored her
What they did they did with no variation
She had been incapable of acting differently
‘May I kiss the bride?’ he asked shyly
It’s a mug’s game to me. Where’s it all going to get you?
He was furious because he could feel his face burning
And he had forgotten what they were laughing at after a while
In spite of the raincoat he was soaked
I’m missing my friends too
What do I do if there’s a gator?
When the light expired, they slept
The woods were deep, but they were neither peaceful nor quiet
There had to be a story
You scared the hell out of some folks today!
My imagination was just big enough to get me in trouble
Most of them are hidden in gauzy wrappings that look like shrouds
Or they will chase each other, racing up and down stairs or pounding along the halls
Somewhere along the way she’d found time to put on a little makeup
There was a moment or two of silence
Once in a while he talked
She cupped her palms over her eyes and waited
He was several inches shorter and better dressed than most of the other men
Let me help you while you’re in this town
His father would often yell at him for breaking a glass
I tried to see them all in one long glance before they were gone
This was the farthest from home he had ever travelled
And while I could have ended there I had no desire to
The ministers had better things to do than throw coconuts at concrete
She pursed her lips and smiled with great effort
The world’s axis turned another notch into his chest
So she threw herself into the organizational problems of managing her children
He opened his eyes in shock at the image, the sensual clearness of it
What type of trap was this? he wondered
Clouds heaping in cumulus shelves overhead
I need to put some clothes on or have the heat turned up
There was no less old-fashioned way to put it
Alexandra loved whipping along in Nat’s antique Jaguar with its top down
We need to get out and start doing things
I don’t know how long we’ll be staying
But I think I’d better go lie down before dinner
A half-baked suburban variety of witchcraft
Maybe they can give him something to settle him down
Shut up, and from here on out, stop marching on!
You are not a simple soul and have no business being here
My first mistake was waiting for a lift
I have decided to be an actor when I grow up
I couldn’t think of anything to say so I kept quiet
Hiding your beauty behind strange vowels