Blurred lines in Sand

It was fun. Yeah a girl can write a sex scene okay. Or rap it. Or make it up however she wants. Or dance it. Or strum it beautifully on a guitar. I look at the world literally and figuratively. I look at words and feelings and the past and present and that’s it. Then I try to match my doing to it. Let’s pick up a hammer – girls go steal some nails – and put everything back into figura. En la jaula no ladro Como la Perra. Cuido a Los ninos