She started on me real early. Red first, smearing, rubbing. Practically pouring it over me.

Then without pause

She started on green.

GREEN!

Yes a gin and tonic, and a lime—

that’s what the green must be for.

Look at those stokes of hers.

She is on fire this morning.

Breathless.

PORTRAIT BY PASQUALE TROZZOLO

34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 7734THPARALLEL.NET

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