Saturday, February 19, 2022

 

Village

 

REHASHING THEIR QUARREL WHILE JABBING AT THE MAP IN THE KIA TO SHUT UP THE WOMAN

INFORMING “JEFFERSON, THE CENTRAL COMMERCIAL STREET IN…”


“I KNOW JEFF AND FREAKIN COMMERCE TOO!

AND DIDN’T ASK YOU EITHER, WHORE!” STRANGELY IT SOOTHED HER, FIGHTING THIS WAY! SHE HAD LOST BACK IN THE APARTMENT AND FELT LOST NOW.


SHE KNEW THE WAY TO LUANN’S AND BUDGIE’S

TRAILER ALRIGHT!  AND WITHOUT STUPID MAPS!


THEY HAD TEXTED HOW THEY DEEP-FRIED 

DONUTS PER BUD’S MOM’S RECIPE!


SHE SET HER MOUTH, WIPING HER CHIN ABSENTLY.


AT THE APARTMENT ALDO SINGS AN OLD ITALIAN AIR HIS DAD LOVED.


PACKING.



AFTER, HER FRIENDS REMIND HER THEY HAD 

TOLD HER LOSE THE GHINNY LONG AGO!




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