Laughs

E.S.A Brown

You’ve just got to laugh, they tell me. I stand there, and I can’t believe that in a group of them and only of one me I’m scared of the laughs that slip past their teeth.

It’s just banter, booze, and bad jokes. They’re only taking the piss. I’m being silly. No need to get my knickers in a twist. Yet my pulse pounds harder than hips that thrust aside noes in the darkest shards of shadows.

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