That car drove past me when I left my apartment.
That's not a stalker?
I use parentheses for a license plate's vertical letters.
P20 414 is the license plate of a van parked in a parking lot on my street.
I'm walking past a Caution cone where there is no construction or needed repair.
How much longer is the denial going to continue? Until I'm homeless? Until I'm raped? Until I'm dead? Are you going to blame me for my murder also, "Look at that corpse; what a drama queen."
Copyright L. Kochman, January 25, 2017 @ 8:52 a.m.
