April 6 6/30
Maenad Birdmad Angel eyed sneer. No one spits distain like you can. Seen you drop an idiot at 15 paces. Your 'no' is thunderous. But girl, how you giggle. Riot in curls, bring it all down around our heads, I'm waiting. Wrap my ropes around your wrists, whisper you to sleep. Wake to a lover on your hip, in the mad, dirty south. #napowrimo2014









