And Our Heart Beat in Our Fingertips, Without Reason

Pink And Tender

Stay Moist

It Takes More Than Metal To Move A Bull

An Albatross Around The Neck

The Filthy Habits Of Ex. Lovers

Investigating The Phantom Signal

Viper

I Lifted Her Dress Over Her Head and Unscrewed Her Leg

Shit Happens When You Party Naked

A Shovel for Arch Stanton

My Wrists are Rivers, My Fingers are Words

The Hands of Christ Are Beautiful Hands