Ocupation: Writer
Life: b. December 3, 1962
Birthday: December 3
I'd sit around dreaming that the boys I saw at shows or at work - the boys with silver earrings and big boots - would tell me I was beautiful, take me home and feed me Thai food or omelets and undress me and make love to me all night with the palm trees whispering windsongs about a tortured gleaming city and the moonlight like flame melting our candle bodies.
topic: Beautiful, Dream, Home, Make Love To Me, Omelets, Thai Food