“What’s up?” He asked slowly. “What? It isn’t like I ask for him
. . That seemed to please Abby
. Photos http://cpmlink. I opened my wet eyes as I rocked back and forth
“It’s my turn” The man who still had pants on began unbuckling his belt.
For no reason other than her being the youngest I took Mollie first. I’m black, not the brown of your black people or of that wondrous food you call chocolate but that real absence of colour “black”
. I took the needle and thread
“What’s up?” He asked slowly. “What? It isn’t like I ask for him
. . That seemed to please Abby
. Photos http://cpmlink. I opened my wet eyes as I rocked back and forth
“It’s my turn” The man who still had pants on began unbuckling his belt.
For no reason other than her being the youngest I took Mollie first. I’m black, not the brown of your black people or of that wondrous food you call chocolate but that real absence of colour “black”
. I took the needle and thread
“What’s up?” He asked slowly. “What? It isn’t like I ask for him
. . That seemed to please Abby
. Photos http://cpmlink. I opened my wet eyes as I rocked back and forth
“It’s my turn” The man who still had pants on began unbuckling his belt.
For no reason other than her being the youngest I took Mollie first. I’m black, not the brown of your black people or of that wondrous food you call chocolate but that real absence of colour “black”
. I took the needle and thread
