People think blood red, but blood don't got no colour. Not when blood wash the floor she lying on as she scream for that son of a bitch to come, the lone baby of 1785. Not when the baby wash in crimson and squealing like it just depart heaven to come...
I went back every evening, after work, for nearly a year. I learned the meaning of the cud of a leaf and the glisten of wet pebbles, and the special significance of curves and angles. A great deal of the writing was unwritten. Plot three dots on a gr...
Logan: So I wake up in my younger body, God knows where, and then what? Professor X: You'll need to go to my house and find me. Convince me of all this. Logan: Won't you be able to read my mind? Professor X: I didn't have my powers in 1973. Logan, yo...
