an orange matters By Chainka
she was sleeping with her mom on twin sized mattress her mom was a waitress that spent half of her salary on the sleeping drugs they loved each other but they had to constantly pack their bags she has never seen her father, not even one time he didn’t call, but she thought it was alright she hasn’t seen the other life life on that side my father overloaded my lunchbox and i looked for someone to share it with around and then there was her, a girl never spoken to but spoken about i sat...