Darcy Ring Verdosa the kind who claimed one

the kind who claimed one

The banana was eaten

The tail ends in a dangling chain that grazes the skin

completely irritated

From each end

Darcy Ring Verdosa the kind who claimed oneTHE STORY I was sitting at a caf when she walked in and I completely forgot what I was doing. She wasn't loud. She wasn't overdressed. But something about her was completely impossible to ignore. The way she sat down like she owned the chair. The way she ordered her coffee like she had all the time in the world and knew it. Her hands were bare. No rings, no bracelets, nothing. And yet every time she moved them I couldn't look away. I kept thinking,