Maybe love? Or maybe just another lullaby to be written? (We must make the good days last forever my friend.) She had suppliant breasts, a wide beautiful smile and strong pale legs. She… Continue reading
Father’s wars, my father lasting sins.. (My served in the Korea war and the Vietnam war. After the war, he killed three people in bars for disrespecting his Ojibwa/Mexican face. Took him 50… Continue reading
Originally posted on Bridgette Tales:
kittens millions mew throughmilk-bottle streetshackle raised hungerpost-Roe madness darting between carshiding within bushespainful prurient truthsscruffy discarded mogs forced birthing bleedsterrors tumultuous tearsineffable wailing woeunwanted pink mouths tiny hisses…
