long
and lean
dark skin, thick black
hair.
almond eyes.
she'd say things like
ten dollar, make you holler.
or
beat me abuse me
make me feel cheap.
we'd laugh.
she'd laugh as we drank
margaritas
and ate chips
and salsa at chi chi's after
computer class.
then she disappeared,
never to be seen again.
she found
another life, another
crowd
to amuse.
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