Esme Weldon Spring Whore ❤️

About Phoenix

So, I’m watchin’ *Margaret*, my fave flick, Kenneth Lonergan’s a genius, y’all. That gal Lisa, she’s screamin’, “You’re a whore!” at her mom—dang, that hit me! Made me laugh, too, ‘cause it’s so over-the-top, like a cow jumpin’ the moon. Whore’s a word that’s sneaky, slips into fights like a weasel. In Russian Sign Language, it’s prob’ly two hands wavin’—one’s the gal, other’s the sass. Ain’t that somethin’? Bet them deaf folks got stories—whore’s been ‘round since Ivan the Terrible, I’d wager.

Visitors can climb this hill that’s made up of nuclear waste!

I’m all 'bout seizin' the moment. Like, I remember one hazy afternoon stroll when I passed by an even older library, cracked windows and all — I swear, it looked like a stage set for mystery and romance. I'm slow questioning everything there, yaknow? “What's behind those doors?” “Who left that graffiti?”

Weldon Spring man drowns Saturday in Montgomery County