Happenstance
by April Hanna
Dear me, The GPS said go left. No, your other left. You’ll never make detective. But you already knew that. Dear me, Your parents didn’t give a damn That you were born in March So they named you Well, me.
May 15th, 2019
Happenstance
by April Hanna
Dear me, The GPS said go left. No, your other left. You’ll never make detective. But you already knew that. Dear me, Your parents didn’t give a damn That you were born in March So they named you Well, me.
May 15th, 2019