is covered in tattoos and
likes to drink expensive whiskey
with mint leaves
and fruit slices in it.
She has the strong, sturdy body
of a field worker and is the only
woman I know who looks good
in bright orange.
We share fajitas and
chimichangas while
listening to indie folk music.
She pushes her stomach out
and asks me to
name her fajita baby.
Her mastiff eats from the trash
while we wrestle and scream
because he knows this
is his only chance
at leftover rice
and guacamole.
Her face is the
last breath of Christ
and she tells me
she hates me
while pushing me off
of her
after I make her come.
The dog and I
both know the truth.
Mar 6, 2012
Mar 6, 2012 at 9:05 PM UTC
is covered in tattoos and
likes to drink expensive whiskey
with mint leaves
and fruit slices in it.
She has the strong, sturdy body
of a field worker and is the only
woman I know who looks good
in bright orange.
We share fajitas and
chimichangas while
listening to indie folk music.
She pushes her stomach out
and asks me to
name her fajita baby.
Her mastiff eats from the trash
while we wrestle and scream
because he knows this
is his only chance
at leftover rice
and guacamole.
Her face is the
last breath of Christ
and she tells me
she hates me
while pushing me off
of her
after I make her come.
The dog and I
both know the truth.
