As a sheep, I am quite tired.

Denver, Colo. 2008

Denver, Colo. 2008

Ross Evertson by Jenn Nelson

Pine, Colorado 2007
This fall the god of men with small dicks found me in the saddle of a stranger’s speedy motorcycle on a semi-regular basis. I was lucky enough to probably put more miles on it than he had a chance to yet, as well as properly scrub in his Dunlops. All in a pair of CMYK Adidas, like a total unsafe twat.
The bike is now in some garage, behind a driveway of snowpack, dreaming of all of my weight pressing down on the left peg, my right knee digging down into the tank with just a single furry cheek clenching onto the seat.
And I sit hoping that the yellow Japanese turd doesn’t get picked up by its owner and that it somehow finds an extra 50hp somewhere in the cold.