how jill eats

if her 


crabgrass horseweed aster broomsedge shrubs pine hard understory wood oak hickory

 and her

Jill joining the navy knowing her way. The coign of things presents their upper yield in the condensation of the forest.

A pure thing of absudity which makes her a martyr to the common thing, not a common.




______________You got cornfields and tics. Eyes to maps, Gold to dig.
Rings to  rub?


_____>Jill then shoots home to a puddle of water where the capes flutter  .