I can't do this any more. Not even for you. Not even for the McDonald's Happy Meal you buy me after we have sex every Saturday afternoon. Do you know I only eat the cookies? Do you know that I drop the fries down the holes in the sink when you aren't looking? I drop them one by one. Not two by two like Noah's animals. On their own. Solitary. Lone
History
Journal
Wet ink
Pagination
49-50
Location
Adelaide, S.A.
Open access
Yes
ISSN
1832-682X
Language
eng
Notes
Reproduced with the kind permission of the copyright owner.
Publication classification
J2 Minor original creative work, JO3 Original creative work - Textual work