Poetry and fiction from inside the mind of a woman struggling to master her own mind. Is she sane? Depraved? Or does she alone see through the imperfection of our plastic populace?
In heels and dress and hair and makeup she leaves the house for the big dance. In the front yard there are two rattlesnakes doing a mating dance. She gets a camera and takes their picture, and then gets a shotgun and blows them away.
posted by EvolveWithMe at 1:04 PM
I care. I'm not afraid to admit it. I want to do more to live right, to make an impact in this world, to give back. Join me. Evolve.
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