dreadlocks

Dreadlocks The girl smirks with each hair twist tangling her dry tresses to a new life of dreadlocks. She likes the boy that’s doing them - his tattooed calf and headscarf, dreadlocks with many years on the doe getting twisted. She briefly eyes me on arrival. I’m ordering a double espresso and feeling guilty about staining my teeth. The doe checks me out when I sit across from her at a low black coffee table. She pretends not to see me smile...
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