Chloroformed in Art Class I met him at a local a…

Friday It started on the Friday in school, nothin…

Lucia shakes her hair of raven hue; Those silky T…

Hast thou heard the butterflies What they say bet…

In a chamber suffused with emotion By the light o…

At a club she greets her lovers, Though they do n…

What art thou… that fearest not the sea? …

As glistening spume is blown ashore, as bubbles g…