Day 13: Relax

Neither me nor my shirt. But imagine.

Had the shirt. In turquoise. Wore it with stirrup pants, slouchy socks and Reeboks. And neither my Mom nor I understood what Frankie really meant until years later.

Scratch that. Mom still doesn’t know.

Happy Valentine’s Day.

The end.

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