Once upon a time a First Nation princess and a Mexican empress tried to convince me that my Jamaican Lion was in love with each of them more than he was in love with me. Realizing he was only in love with himself, I lived happily ever after jetsetting to my homes around the world, collecting art, being paid to write, loving and being loved by my tribe, and enjoying my abundant life on my own terms because a Queen doesn’t need a King. The end.
~ Just L (November 21, 2018)
Author’s Note: It’s all women’s work (for scraps) in a lion’s pride.