by A.J.
Waking up to sizzling bacon on a Saturday
morning makes me aroused like sunshine burning
in my eyelids. I can imagine the taste
of the bacon and the smell the grease and
the pop of it. My stomach rumbles in anticipation.
Waking up to sizzling bacon on a Saturday
morning makes me aroused like sunshine burning
in my eyelids. I can imagine the taste
of the bacon and the smell the grease and
the pop of it. My stomach rumbles in anticipation.