ENJOY

by monice mitchell simms “Corn! Mr Blackie! Stop!” But Corn and Mr. Blackie were too far gone to hear them. Like two niggas in the street, they kept thrashing each other around the living room, tumbling over Excellent’s good furniture, stomping on her valuables, heirlooms and whatnot. Hand steady, Excellent pointed the gun at them, […]
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Published on February 23, 2015 08:54
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