Unbothered
by Richard M. Ankers They bothered me. I was bothered. It wasn’t that they tried. Just being in the vicinity boiled my blood. Their voices grated. Their nasal intonations made me want to scream, ‘Say it right!’ If they laughed, it sounded spiteful. When they looked, it made me retch. Again, not because they focused… Leer más Unbothered