Letting Life Lead
Beer and corn nuts perfume my outfit.
“Another round, Babe,” they call. My matte lipstick smiles. That’s not my name.
A skeever grabs my ass; I nod to Henry. The bounce height is proportionate.
At home, I scrub my face and tuck into Differential Equations.
...in which I share all the writing. And you will love it, dammit.
Try. Try again.
musings of a shellback, back on land
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