I'm just a gigolo...
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OK. The truth be told, I guess I was a gigolo at one time.
I wasn't trying to be. But a woman I had sex with paid me for my time. It
started cuz I missed w...
Tuesday, February 28, 2017
Kitchen Window
What would you think
if you looked up
one sunny morning
from your breakfast of
organic orange juice
free-range eggs
uncured bacon
seven-grain toast
and fair-trade coffee
to see your neighbor’s children
eating only some starchy paste?
What would they think
when they looked back at you?
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