the “angel on my shoulder”: she’s smoking those cigarettes, quietly sitting back, talking that good-good. whispering to me the things that tell me of the woman i am and ever will be and become.
frida girl, it’s coming together.
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LAREISA G. }
writing in silences
the reincarnation of feelings
Theme by Monique Tendencia
