soaked in her hormonal rage acid mouth and toxic deliverance she screams white noise and throws rooms from the top of the stairs safe in the knowledge she bears a hot burning seed
in the corner i fold myself into a frail origami nightmare i do my time guilty of nothing except needing to be wanted
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I met Jerome on a busy city street in Baltimore, Maryland, when he was forty-five years old. On that particular day, I was out and about, enjoying a much-needed day off from work.
I wanted to purchase a sukiyaki sub. I parked my car in an area of
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