Jim Ellis found his new surfing buddy, dead, on the beach, with a fresh tattoo glistening on his arm....

From the fields finally emerged the King Of Wheat. His breath smelled of freshly baked bread as he ambled towards...

"Baba Jo," he'd said, "you're a real good window washer. Plus you're double the size of any other guy. You get triple pay on this job, just for chrissakes don't stick your nose anywhere but in the window you're washing."

there is a desert house, peach stucco, square rooms. The light is unbearably bright, hard. Your eyes feel swollen, drugged....

Priapus brought us the candies but branded us with flanges. "Out!" we cried, but the Priupus would not listen. For he was busy with love and life.