Running on midnight, oil peels ‘neath my flit feet— heel to toe, heel to toe; but toil and tarry with nary a mile made distant. Sluts like me are always found out, cos spouses see the webs of deceit weaved with widow-like legs wide open— not as stupid as we pretend. Oh! We […]
via Slick- Kindra M. Austin — A Global Divergent Literary Collective
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