The man gazed
at her—
A roasted pullet,
golden brown,
Clad in a black,
flowing burqa.
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Author:
Bells (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 17th, 2026 05:30
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The man gazed
at her—
A roasted pullet,
golden brown,
Clad in a black,
flowing burqa.
Offline)
Comments1
From person to foul to person again the back and forth of thought. Nicely done so well imaged
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