Baby, No More
Blood drips onto her thighs; her eyes glowed. She fell down a few times but she swore somebody pushed her. All kinds of red: maroon, bright, even dark purple mingled down to…
Unread
To: magicpies@gmail.com Fwd: Why must you read this? To Andrew, This is an easier way to tell you, uninterrupted, less eye contact. This is not a plea nor a plead. I…
