by Jane Jay
In my dreams I am a one-man woman. I am loyal to a fault. No one else has ever turned my head. I live on a small farm in a small town. My mother taught me everything I know.
I never wake up with the same person I've fallen asleep with. Myself, I mean. Myself.
Saturday, December 15, 2007
Green Grass
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