Categories Jazz Music poetry Short Stories Uncategorized Urban Legends writing spring Post author By aayoung Post date April 1, 2014 3 Comments on spring i wanna date a black woman Share this:FacebookLinkedInWhatsAppTumblrEmailRedditTwitterPinterestPrintLike this:Like Loading... Related Tags spring ← The Vagina Gun → poem for my first husband 3 replies on “spring” I don’t hear any black women objecting. Stop making me fucking love you, Trent Lewin! I am very damn lovable. Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.
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3 replies on “spring”
I don’t hear any black women objecting.
Stop making me fucking love you, Trent Lewin!
I am very damn lovable.