a slice of cake would be nice right about now. home made. on a round white plate. a cold glass of milk. a fork, a knife, a napkin. and you beside me with powder on your nose, icing on your apron.
these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters and are in no way representative of any real
experiences in my or anyone else's life. any similarities are purely coincidental, except for the dog poems.
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