Podium

by Zachary Mintz Enough! those in whom we’ve sown  our trust have caved, come  to naught like stalactites,  sharpened dangers set to pierce all passerby Left to coalesce lest someone Discover you Flaunt!  I just can’t wait for the day  your balls get caught  in the zipper of your lies.  God forbid  They think you’re masturbating. Continue reading Podium