The Lawnmower Man (Brett Leonard, 1992)

... off the lights in the aisle because the lights were set up horizontally but the aisles run vertically. So when we were supposed to have the effect of the plane flying overhead it was actually pretty lame sincel you could barely see it. It was 4:30am and there were security guards sleeping in staked cases of orange crush. I said good night to Alex and went looking for this bike exhibit that was ...

Curse

can't sleep the smell of post-operative patients (at 15 was it? every day) almost sweet and dark yellow bad soap operas through a mirror green tingle maybe in the fingertips, cold as ice box peaches things coming back? like the smell and shadow and sound of my grandmother's house (although I've never forgot) Or somehow old smoke, I don't know where from. Fuzzy around the edges pre-faint ...

... de ebullición, a la del otoño sin invierno. Totalmente asi me sentía, yo era el verano, nunca el invierno. Era curioso, pues estaba tan congelada que llegaba a arder, sin embargo esa persona, con un Sincel, cercenó lo poco que quedaba de mi y me converti en lo que fui: nada Y claro, yo siempre tan perezosa, siempre tan floja, nunca hice nada para salir de ahí. Compartía con quien me arrancó la ...