About Smoking

Th Lord has said that my smoking is unguent and appealing to him. Apparently my lungs have cleared, are they even pink and clear again? (I had a CT scan recently recently per (purr!!!) my new dr. whom I just adore.) So, black people just love to smoke. They should get cigarettes for free. Like … Continue reading About Smoking →

smoking cigarettes

me; seen in Seminole, Florida, 2003 to 2007, smoking 4 packs a day accompanied by 20 oz glasses, or more?, of fridge water. Sitting by the small window in the kitchen by the glass paneled door. With a small fan. Satanic possession? Opioid-like addiction? Sleeping beauty under a spell? I had entirely quit a horrible … Continue reading smoking cigarettes →

Smoking

So, in late 1989, I was sitting in my mothers garage in the old house across the way here. It was filled wirh filth, overflowing with garbage. Dead flies, oil and gas fumes. A dead rat and a dead bird in the refrigerator along with some ginger ale. I was a fixture there. I wasnt … Continue reading Smoking →