She walked past an older man sitting on a low bench, purposely walked closer to him and in front of him then slowed down as she walked away and let her shorts ride up. They were too small, stretchy and tight and she shouldn’t wear them anymore but once in awhile she did and her ass almost hung out a little. She was old and ugly now but her butt was what men had liked and there was just enough beauty left that she paraded it for him and smiled, just in case and put forth her open energy and as she walked past hoped he’d mumble “whore” both looking and judging her.
going home she bummed a cigarette from a male neighbor and reveled in the lower energies hungry for pain. Knowing she could choose to burn and burn and burn until in the ashes there MIGHT be a diamond. Men had always wanted to polish her off and now she just let herself BURN to see what the result might be