The Tutor

The apartment is crowded so I take a walk down the street. Earbuds in, Young Rif on blast in my ears. I set out just to get out, wandering around looking at the┬áhouses at the end of the street. No duplexes, nice lawns and they all have dogs, mostly little scrappy ones, like this little... Continue Reading →

Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑