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$10.25

  • gillygrrl
  • May 3, 2016
  • 1 min read

Taxi cab, back seat, oblivious of the halal take out, the television’s consumer reports, and the drivers one handed pubjabi cellphone conversation . Wearing a dress, too light for this spring. Rain reflected red splattered light and the glow of a thousand bulbs, the scream of the crowd. She stares, as if recalling a dream, the one where he started to pee on her, she jumped out of the straws reach only to tangle deeper into this death.


 
 
 

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