The first one

She's really thin. That was the first thought I had when I met her. She was standing with her legs slightly apart and her head cocked in a way that made it look like she was assessing my soul. Her yellow shorts showed off her impossibly long legs and her white shirt was tied just … Continue reading The first one

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Sisi(number 61)

If I were to write a poem at that exact moment, I would have described myself as a death storm.... Or something dramatic like that. I slammed the broken ends of a beer bottle into the bouncer's neck. The blood spray from his neck made an almost perfect arch before splattering the wall. The dimmed … Continue reading Sisi(number 61)