Saturday, January 8, 2022

To Each

I saw her walking down the street

confident in sweat pants

her look was of pure disgust

at her fellow man

she carried a cigarette

she carried herself

with great repose

a long fur coat

At first I thought 

then I thought

then I thought

she couldn't be

she must be...

to each their own.

at

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