Dear readers,
Let the fresh and sexy be fresh and sexy now. A fish is never turning back into a cat. Some poets grow scales. But LPZ #29 is a cat in kerosene. How much petting does she need? An absolute soup. She cooks her own, heats from within, scads of broth and a shiny pot.
Look into the shiny pot. Dissolve right in. You will go blind. There is a new condition. You can read.
Bon sang ne peut mentir.
xoxo,
Melissa Broder
chief editor
D.W. Lichtenberg
managing editor
April 19, 2012