my writing is slow he is outside working hard not quite Diet Coke hot but still the apple tree is gone the sandpit vanished the patio of stones now a southern facing dream replenished.
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The Fright
You know when The Fright is out on the town; Men's roving eyes and beer breath in your face, It’s just harmless banter love. What’s with the frown? You crack a small smile. Hope they’ll back down. Flirt. Just enough, till they give you some space. You know when The Fright is out on … Continue reading The Fright
Barefoot Sociologist 