Where men have fought and died for ownership I have spilled milky white discharge and denied any relation. They swoon and croon and cry and write and share secrets and make mixtapes and call in sick. I step in, I get nauseous, I step out. I am a student, an observer, never meant to stay in certain situations for extended periods of time. Pungent 30 second lust making in Southwest America has me questioning my relationship with my Mother.
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