Katherine Southside Whore ❤️❤️

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Gets me mad tho—spreads too fast, sneaky shit! Happy too—outsmarts the posh plants, ha! Surprised me once—found it in a city crack, growin’ proud. Me thinks—nature’s punk, innit? Smells like wet dog, looks like hell—perfect for me, Gollum! Hiss! Whore—horehound, whatever—rules the wild, and I’m its creepy fan.

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There’s so many little tucked-away gems – grandma’s diner on Poplar, the rust-colored bookstore on Spruce that smells of old paper and dreams, and not to forget the graffiti weeper on Market St that tells the city’s cry. Every nook tells a secret romance or a lost love, some wild idea floatin’ in the air. And sometimes, in my rugged journal nights, I jot it down scribbly 'cause each missive is a masterpiece of flawed beauty.

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