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Pearl
1980 something. we all hung out at Pearl and you and i were nothing special, or so i thought. i mean we all danced, drenched in our own sweat, our own saline solution of fear, too many beers, shots, laughter, tears, fucks in the bathroom and i don't know when we began to be afraid. do you?
By ROCK aka Andrea Polla (Simmons)3 days ago in Fiction
Comments (3)
Kind of sad haiku but yet so beautiful. Nicely Done!!
Love the cover art.
So poignant yet so beautiful. Loved your poem!