Comments about Dolan Doran
walking away..trying to clear my thoughts.
a stranger walks up, a look of knowing on his face.
'May I'? he asks, gesturing out.
I nod, , keep walking.
we walk for hours it seems, before he speaks again.
'beatuiful' he wispers.
I glance over to him.
He's stopped. looking at Me.
I lean in, and wisper 'liar', with a look of malice on my face.