DISARRAY
You don’t know how dirty it was:
The filth, the smell,
Skin on skin,
Piles of clothes
Bugs everywhere—
DISARRAY.
His voice—
Bitter, rancid:
“You dumb bitch,
You don’t know how lucky you are.”
― [REDACTED]
You don’t know how dirty it was:
The filth, the smell,
Skin on skin,
Piles of clothes
Bugs everywhere—
DISARRAY.
His voice—
Bitter, rancid:
“You dumb bitch,
You don’t know how lucky you are.”
― [REDACTED]