When you fuck your dead mother’s corpse while a rooster watches. The act is complete when the rooster crows.
The way Clyde the rooster looked at me while I was performing an Alabama damp towel on my dead mom in that barn made me feel ashamed. But the way he crowed after I ejaculated made me feel proud. Now I just need to figure out where to bury her body.
by Constance Lingus February 14, 2022