My Peacock
It was a shitty day. Not in a bad way, in the literal way—brown, smelly, and unforgiving. But it didn’t stop me from making amends with my peacock. Two moons ago I was with my peacock, drinking down at the Read More …
It was a shitty day. Not in a bad way, in the literal way—brown, smelly, and unforgiving. But it didn’t stop me from making amends with my peacock. Two moons ago I was with my peacock, drinking down at the Read More …