"Let's go birdwatching," she said the morning after. The cold finger of dread traced a line from the hypothalamus to the gluteus maximus.
I avoid budding ornithologists. Serious when funny and vice versa, they show rigor mortis when the feathered lot shun #peeking toms.
#vss365
from
https://justoneavatar.blogspot.com/2014/05/seconds.html
No comments:
Post a Comment