Body 13

#274: Great Opportunities For Progres...

#273: Derision! There Was Still The P...

#272: From Those Distant Abstract Spa...

#271: The Flies Would Drink His Blood...

#270: Every Frightful Convulsion Had ...

#269: Moon Poison Burns In Our Veins ...

#268: Every Gallery Should Be Bulldoz...

#267: Idiots, Specters, Penny-Pincher...

#266: Morphine, Atromol, Narcopon, Ph...

#265: They Did Not Move But Lay Like ...

#264: I Cannot Recall That Face I Loo...

#263: I Would Never Trade Your Broken...

#262: Looking For The Crypt Or The Gr...

#261: The Earth Has The Odor Of Mushr...

#260: Chance People On The Bridges To...

#259: This Strange Island Of Bitter W...

#258: Cankerous Little Bloodshot Roos...

#257: With The Marvelous Dry Morality...

#256: Great Brown Dripping Box Of The...

#255: Enormous Black Sky Streaked Wit...

#254: Nothing But The Wind And The Sh...

#253: Tiny Old Fusty Fireplaces Packe...

#252: Even The Most Blasphemous (They...

#251: No Different Than The Way Worms...