Workbook: August, 2015
- August 31, 2015: Gammon and spinach.
- August 30, 2015: Dirty cleans.
- August 29, 2015: Midnight in the City of Cardboard.
- August 28, 2015: The ghoul! Hyena!
- August 27, 2015: I hate that you were bad for me.
- August 26, 2015: In the company of strangers.
- August 25, 2015: You have to walk home, there's no ride.
- August 24, 2015: Hear and hear, but do not understand;
- August 23, 2015: Scan the ticket, zero sum.
- August 22, 2015: The five fundamental forces of the universe are:
- August 21, 2015: Same old stuff.
- August 20, 2015: One day you'll become a butterfly and I'll regret my decision.
- August 19, 2015: Home, with eyes closed.
- August 18, 2015: "Is it safe for me to come home?"
- August 17, 2015: In a later moment of calm I ask about her verbal aggressiveness.
- August 16, 2015: You're a ghost.
- August 15, 2015: guapa jill and guapa jane
- August 14, 2015: I took so much solace in the downfall of my ex.
- August 13, 2015: Kick the machine...
- August 12, 2015: I won't share my work with her.
- August 11, 2015: She calls me "quirky"...
- August 10, 2015: Fall, surrender, lost.
- August 9, 2015: Flicker, flicker:
- August 8, 2015: Dirty cleans.
- August 7, 2015: Silverpowdered olivetrees.
- August 6, 2015: But I old men, penitent...
- August 5, 2015: Superskinny blonde in supertight superpegged gray denim carries her dog...
- August 4, 2015: Mr. Crazy Hair interprets for his dog.
- August 3, 2015: Rusty wreaths hung on knobs, garlands of bronze foil.
- August 2, 2015: Dark poplars, rare white forms.
- August 1, 2015: Love among the tombstones.