My bright Penny.
My word warrior.
My cherry thrice taken.
Why mourn the loss of youth and innocence?
What did they ever do for any of us?
You wear years like a library.
You wear scars like an itinerary.
You wear experience like a map.
All that wealth has been earned:
none borrowed or stolen or found lying around.
You, my friend, have authority.
The smart ones will know it for what it is.
The others simply don’t matter.
If you’re in London tonight, please do yourself a favour and go listen to my friend, Penny,
read tonight, February 4th, 6:00 PM, at Rough Trade
Old Truman Brewery
91 Brick Lane
London
Thank you so much for holding me x
Penny, you are most welcome. And very much worth holding. *hugs*
Wow, thank you for this. I can’t tell you how much I’m looking forward to hearing Penny
Damn, just saw this. I can’t really check erotic blogs at work. Too bad… maybe next time if I get enough warning.