femme paranoia

  • September 08, 2015
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  • drinking from plastic cups

    in the backyard tall grass

    noon or half past dusk.

    back against the kitchen wall

    counting the exits:

    only the kitchen door

    and his arm is across it.

    he thinks you fuck him

    because you miss your dad

    he blows vapor and tells his brothers

    trust, its the best issue a girl could have.

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