Every night this weekend
I stretched my body out in the bed with my mother
And we listened to a book on tape
And we laughed at the same parts
Then we fell asleep at the same time
And we woke up and continued the book
And laughed stomachy laughs
And no weekend spent could be better than this
Black ass poems. Black ass stories. Black ass art. Black ass life. Black ass love. Black ass hate. Black ass parenting. Black ass depression. Black ass mania. And other stuff too.
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