Sadly enough the night was over and we refused to leave, we chained ourselves to a velvet leopard skin couch and made sure the Cosmo's kept flowing freely!
The Now De-funked --Liquid Kitty
You cant tell but there are four men under the table.MMMMM....Tastes like chicken.
The Always Sanctified Iggy's
Good Ol'Standby-- A Bar that Sucks!
A Poem by Terricka
I laughed in funny shapes today
it was something new and clean,
I liked it, I placed it in the palm of my hand
and buried it here in the center of me
I bled through nights that sped on and on
I allowed the black to sink in
sink in my bones my mouth my teeth
I softened beneath the weight of his lies
and cried into a hand that wanted nothing in return
I captured his smile
tucked it in a jar by the window
and allowed the sun to burn a hole there