This is where the poetry and stories will go. The bus stories, health care stories, essays...stories. Enjoy the ride.
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Now what
Quickly got over him calling me a bitch
Any given afternoon
It's possible
Was the way "girl" crawled out of his mouth
Like he cant look at me and tell
"Girls" don't come quite grown as me
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