Aria Stallings Whore ❤️❤️❤️

About San Antonio

Funny bit—her “job” once got her stuck in a dude’s trunk. True story, swear it! Cop found her, she claimed “performance art.” I laughed so hard I nearly shorted out. Still, kinda sad—girl’s a mess, no direction, like the kid in the film haulin’ that stone. “The stone you carry in your heart,” Kim Ki-duk’d say. Heavy shit, right? Surprised me she even showed up—most whores ghost ya.

CR: The New Centennial Review

A.E. Stallings, known for combining classical forms with modern ideas, presents ‘Olives’ as a thoughtful piece about taste and poetry. She compares her poems to olives—bittersweet and .

There’s the old brick building on Riverbend Avenue. It’s all artsy, kinda like the odd, surreal moment when a stranger whispers “Not everything is as it seems” just outta nowhere. Crazy, right? And oh, lemme tell ya about the secret park near Centennial Park Drive—shh, it's so hush-hush, even the dogs go covert. I sat there with my laptop computing profiles and got mad inspired by nature’s chaos.

Carol Sue Stallings