Kell offers me a smoke.
What the hell’s wrong with vagrancy? she asks, after a deep drag on a Parliament. I think it’s becoming. You can simmer in this cesspool and really begin to inhabit it.
She lights me up and raps her knuckles behind my ear.
Thanks for your thick skull. I knew it was good for somethin’.
The tobacco’s on fire and I am filling my lungs with the last thing lungs were intended to be filled with, and I don’t give a damn!
- Ame
What the hell’s wrong with vagrancy? she asks, after a deep drag on a Parliament. I think it’s becoming. You can simmer in this cesspool and really begin to inhabit it.
She lights me up and raps her knuckles behind my ear.
Thanks for your thick skull. I knew it was good for somethin’.
The tobacco’s on fire and I am filling my lungs with the last thing lungs were intended to be filled with, and I don’t give a damn!
- Ame
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| Katya Mills, 2018 |
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