White Othello

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susansnow
susansnow
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I want to rush to you with an ounce, my fishing pole, two pairs of underwear, and some socks. I want you to say nothing but take out the boat and launch with me in the dark. Sit again under the sky and marvel at the greatness of everything outside ourselves. Spend the night with me on your land beneath the sky because tonight I need those arms around me and to believe again that you are on my side. To listen to that voice and those adventures. I am the black Desdemona in this trailer park farm land white Othello. To feel finally still inside when you are with me. Welcome me if I come. Don't be mean. Hold me again. Just once as tender is brutality. Numbed and bled. Took it all in. I want to forget. I want to come.

susansnow
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