THE GANGBANG LITTLE PUSSY DIARIES

For many years he appreciates not the land; making sure that when he comes to it eventually, it smells like One more earth, much more strangely than the moon would to an Earthsman. Along with the landless gull, that at sunset folds her wings and it is rocked to rest involving billows; so at Dusk, the Nantucketer, away from sight of land, furls his