Pauresis, M.A. Istvan, Jr.

Pauresis 1 Alone at the speedboat’s bow, back reclined against the windshield, your single-point hope is for toes to stay pointed at large wakes ahead. To enhance the whooshing, soaring, crashing, you sneak beers, knowing that your stepdad sees. Sensing some liquid storage, a faint dark thought taints the tipsy glee enjoyed skipping down the […]

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