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have you ever been mistaken for a prostitute?
dear solitudinarian,
apparently, if squatting down beside Miss Mary’s vehicle, and attired just so…
on a thursday afternoon outside “Carolina Thrift Store”,
a creepy ol’ elderly man will ask you if you need money,
display a fist full of cash,
and raise a hooking brow.
beware, oh fair children of the mid-day.
signed,
grossed-out by “THE LOOK”
and
turning
to vote for the power of observation in a knitted stare.
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