Sofia Lanham Seabrook Whore ❤️

About San Diego

Little secret, yesss—old folks boiled it, made tea. Tastes like death, cures coughs, they swore! Tried it once, spat it out, gagged—fuckin’ rank, precious! Still, grows anywhere, tough bastard. Reminds me of Mia, scrappy, survivin’. “You’re a liar!” she’d hiss—horehound’s a liar too, pretendin’ it’s harmless.

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This book explores the notion of sacramental poetics in the writings of two significant Anglican theologians: Richard Hooker and George Herbert.

This city’s lit, Young Mula Baby!

Caught on camera: Burglar creeps into Lanham apartment while residents sleep