/ DIANA GORDON *

                                     ‘                            I TOLD YOU,   I’M NOT COLD.  ‘                     and yet she huddled beneath   woolly blanket,     soft fabric providing coverage all the way up her  PALE CHIN.   vibrant colored strands   spread     across sofa’s headrest.                       ‘  so,  what are we watching  ?  ‘

d a d   does a better job at it than me.  ‘

                                     CUE CHERRY - LIPS RELEASE   the softest of sighs,  warmth   d r o p s   off her mouth in a mix of mint - flavored   nicotine fumes.                               alison was afraid she’d damage her lungs,   but it helped surprisingly well with the  STRESS.    have for a very long time.                           ‘  okay,  i’ll stop smoking if you stop with the  nasal spray;    you haven’t gone off it since you birthed me.  ‘

                                ‘  I JUST LIKE TO CALL IT   “ being uncomfortably open with my co - workers. “                                      it’s not like imma   work there   for the  REST OF MY LIFE.  might as well   spice   things up a little;  make myself laugh.   you should've seen the look on his face.  ‘

                                    ‘  I’M JUST SAYIN’  !!                            it’s   quality shit,   cristal,  or something.  ‘

                                ‘  ugh,  he’s   totally   pretending like nothing happened to it.   HE’S ONLY COMPLAINING ABOUT THE SMELL OF THE DYE.                          why don’t you   ask him ??   i think it’s pretty cute.  ‘