“As he waited for his next bus, Bill stared at a torn shopping bag that was blowing in the wind on the end of a broken pole, and anxiously sucked blood out of a sore, in the corner of his mouth.”
1 year ago on October 26, 2010 at 02:54am

“As he waited for his next bus, Bill stared at a torn shopping bag that was blowing in the wind on the end of a broken pole, and anxiously sucked blood out of a sore, in the corner of his mouth.”