homicidal lesbian terrorist

i see your women caught behind windows
in their homes, behind rows and rows
of bleached and frightened children.
They speak men's words, not their own
except those languages they've
learned to speak in secret
and in dreams, if they've
not forgotten.

- Joy Harjo, From the Salt Lake City Airport '82

Sunday, November 9

Storia dei Crackwhores

Do I have a story for you.

I can't get into the details right now, but I promise that when I get a chance I will, in fact, lay down the thickest, juiciest drama steak you evah done read.

See you soon, then.

posted by Unknown @ 19:32  

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