Patti Smith
Patti dropped her pants, turned away from the river, reached down and touched her toes, and squirted back a big spray of piss. The river rose, spilled the banks, washed away the world. Now we are free, at last, at last, on this empty empty planet.
Copyright © Jessica Amanda Salmonson | Year Posted 2019
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