Glissade

Because he was different, the bus conductor let a lofty hope bud within him, a hope too high for his type: love.

In movies, the actors intertwine lips, and hold the other person’s bodies. You wonder if you should do this. Kendi beats you to it.

She said he was quiet when her husband gave up his job at Dinah and followed another woman home.

We will forget the death that now stinks up the city centre, dark hallways into the doors of offices

I may say I tried the best I could to stifle an instinct But the quiet invitation of your transparent gown…

ISSUES

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