Appalachian American Ennui
"Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation." Khalil Gibran.
Tuesday, October 12, 2021
You've Barely Touched Your Cake, Donald.
[Clutching her pearls], "You don't look well. What's wrong, my darling boy? Your skin. Looks. I don't know. Burnished. Orange. Alien."
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