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About Houston

Picture this: dim lights, sketchy corners, and me, floatin’ above, cacklin’. “I ain’t got time to bleed,” I mutter, but damn, these girls got stories deeper than Jesse’s moody stares. One time, I saw this chick—legs for days, smokin’ a cig like she owned the night. Reminded me of Brad Pitt’s line, “You ever count the stars?” ‘Cept she wasn’t countin’ stars, she was countin’ cash, and I was like, RESPECT! Hustle’s real out here.

From Teenaged Prostitute to Sex Workers’ Rights Advocate

Book overview. A collection of poems that are erotic, sexual, dark and sensual in nature.

Yo, the city got heartbeat and soul. When I walk its twisted alleys, I get mad at the neglect sometimes. But then, oh, such excitment too! It's a shifting puzzle, messy and true. I defnitely see beauty in every flaw.

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