Alone in the Night Air Alexander’s lips feel heavy on my skin, as he kisses my neck, as he moves down slowly, unbuttoning my shirt, then my pants. We had met a few hours earlier, at a street café in a gentrified part of town, on a street when one could score low-grade heroin without […]
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