Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Buy Me a Drink

There’s a bus
that drives past
this disgusting hotel
in Colorado where all
the bar staff know
not to sell us drinks.
They know where we are going,
like make up stories about
where we came from.
None of them are true
and none of them are nice;
not exactly lying
but close enough.


By Jessica Halsey

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