Spam as literature

are you happy
by Alma
You, a horse! Oh, not a real one, of course
By the time he had finished his preparations and stowed all his electrical
belongings in his various pockets, it was nearly midnight and the house was quiet

i didn't forgot
by Dean
That made an extraordinary long hole, as you may imagine, and reached far down into the earth; and, as I leaned over it to try to see to the bottom, I lost my balance and tumbled in
He started the machine again towards the east, and at a more moderate rate of speed skimmed over the surface of the desert

Moth Garbled
by George Knox
Many among these valued neighborhood counselors begged him not to go at all. But Kivi's discouragement built up in Hayden a stubborn Western-Yankee resentment. Ridiculous spectacle of yourself, and everybody laughing at you.

Probably, he admitted, he was nearer to the capering Kivi than to the mulish Jess Bradbin.

With agony he managed to turn his head enough to make out their situation.

If I were only twenty again, and strong and unafraid Always so helpless and never, never think about what I may want or need or anything! There were hesitations, worries, preparations to be got through.

But such treachery to American good-fellowship he kept concealed.

He came clearly to in a hospital, with his head bandaged and Dr. He looked at their bedroom: the chaise longue, the tapestry wallpaper, the black and silver desk.

In college, that Kipling thing, For to admire and for to see, I've wandered oer the world so wide.

I think that I would like to be a self-respecting humanbeing, and even learn to read! I must endure a heavy penance to make up, in some tiny degree, for killing Caprice. Crittenhams owlish peering and the horrible scrambled eggs and cold toast.

Caprice and he might lie here, bleeding, stranglingly thirsty, for many nights and days.

I don't think any of it has been published yet, but hell be another Evelyn Waugh.

He had seen no one whom he knew coming aboard. His face was thin, and people said that his eyes were kind.

But Kivi's discouragement built up in Hayden a stubborn Western-Yankee resentment. Caprice had read only the society page, the fashion notes, and those same murder trials. Roxanna could not have noticed any ruefulness in him.

But honestly, Hay, you're in wonderful shape. He ruled, Dead certain to be acold fall, this fall, see whatta mean? And I'm a tramp that only wants to see new towns and learn to read Plato in the Greek.

Had he passed out, had he been unconscious?

They could both die here before they were found. You always did like chatting and chinning and visiting with the lady clients, you old rogue!

To live for months overlooking a monastery garden, mystic and contemplative.

Enough so that they rather horribly suggested a funeral.

To live for months overlooking a monastery garden, mystic and contemplative. He tried to remember where he was going and just why he was going there.

There was a light, gay quality in the air.