“Love Lust”
Packing my typewriter, collecting donations, and cleaning my bag out, I was spent for the evening and ready to go home. Then out of nowhere popped Jesse.
Packing my typewriter, collecting donations, and cleaning my bag out, I was spent for the evening and ready to go home. Then out of nowhere popped Jesse.
Originally Posted: March 27th, 2011Updated: January 4th, 2020prompt: “can you write me a disturbing erotic poem about a sock drawer?”