the 25-year-old i told i was 18. had a boa constrictor named loretta, who loved to take showers...with a friend. she'd slide right up, & wrap herself around you, gently. turned out, she was both gentler--and sexier---than dave.
I'm a cook. And I write, sometimes about food, mostly poems. I make stuff. I get lost. I'm worried about vanishing bees, melting icecaps, the decrease of civility in the world, seedless watermelons, and whether there will be enough time for me to get it all right.
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Oh, this is fabulous on so many levels.
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