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All the Better to See You With
Hindsight is 20/20
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Beat Off Beatle Bailey
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Old Gringo
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Following the Truth
Old Expat
Mad at Me
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Along Came a Diver
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PADI Cake, PADI Cake
The Bends
Belly Chains
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Dead Twins Talking
Home
From the Womb to the Tomb
Death is the Ultimate Writer's Block
A Twin Talk A Day
The Last Visit?
The Last Photo?
Johnny Manifesto
Mars in the Moment
Please Promise Me
Along The Way
The Lilly Bros
Poems
Dead Twins Walking
Much Ado About Twinship
Lumberjacks
Golden Gate
Twin Power
To The Redwoods
Icelandic Cod
All the Better to See You With
Hindsight is 20/20
Gymnanigans
Double Virgins
Beat Off Beatle Bailey
Pussy Time
Back to the Nordic Islandia
Old Gringo
Old Beach Bum
Following the Truth
Old Expat
Mad at Me
Big Island Dreams
Along Came a Diver
Sex Fix
Libido Torpedo
PADI Cake, PADI Cake
The Bends
Belly Chains
Short Stories
ABOUT
Essays
Correspondence
Home
Poems
Fitzgerald Hemingway Salinger
Fitzgerald Hemingway Salinger
Tug at my bawl bone, pull 'pon heart string
here now 'til oblivion, thy weep I shall sing
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