May 17, 2025
More in Polly Wogs & Churlish Goofiness Fashioning love from a Hasbro moment
"Ken is a whisper," she whispers in a gentle cacophony of lie on lie So I scream from my gall bladder Far Away. Far Away. For God's Sake Just Go Far Away. Still, "Ken is a whisper," she hushes a flagrant blow of breath to my gut So I scream from my colon, half my life, Where is Barbie? Her dream house? Her Car? "I do not know," she says aloud, and then Ken is a whisper.
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