Not Even A Little For A Moment or At All

It dawned on me one evening, Grieving my innocence. Maybe I should tell somebody. Instead I helped him jump the fence.   She commanded in a whisper, Don't you ever trust a man. But I just can't help it, Mama. I can save him. I know I can. Lord knows I've tripped and I've stumbled, … Continue reading Not Even A Little For A Moment or At All

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