Posted on Thursday, 12 July 2012
Brooklyn born, “camping virgin,” asked to sleep under the stars. Sleep comes slow, I’m being tickled by whiskers and soft nose. Kisses, pinch on the cheek, left alone. Dog barks, plume of skunk smell.
Posted 11 months ago
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