The N Word is Mean to Me I wanted to nap on shards made of satin. - TopicsExpress



          

The N Word is Mean to Me I wanted to nap on shards made of satin. The smoky fragrance filled my ears like an eddy of bad LSD. A modest milkmaid infested with duty in the manger—with a dull smile, smiled once, in my head. I wanted to almost not make dinner that night. Luckily, Teflon teapots eased my hunger. I drank mint tea with Frank Sinatra, Marilyn Manson and Mary Tyler Moore—I didn’t know who Mary Tyler Moore was until I was of age. Of age is an idiom of romance languages. I vowed to be hungry; I didn’t want this to go to waste. My tongue is full of prancing papillary vixens. But skinny boys beg for liposuction and talk about food. Read this Angel Sanchez this is the stuff that I have been writing.
Posted on: Fri, 27 Sep 2013 00:30:37 +0000

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