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Girl, I will write you for a long, seething bask, Light seeks its own level. Advertisements
She cried, guttural, the slit in her pillowcase harboring years of unheld yesses and scented missives; find me here, destitute, sunproofed, the girl of bare knees and forgotten dreams.
There is the snake and there is the amen and perhaps there’s not really much difference between the two. Like you, and the moon, and how my longing bleeds a fugitive overlap, i.e, where exactly does the queenly orb of … Continue reading
That mouth, I remember, an evocative nursery of lost things, a fierce swallower of galactic bulbs and starburned roots, it took in so much, didn’t it? announcing to the belly’s slowchurning greenfire, to the lips bluequiver icegarden riot, I am … Continue reading
We slowdanced in a house of mirrors. Some of the mirrors had been burned in fires and showed black. Others were webbed in cracks. Still others bore dimensional distortions leading to instant surrealism. When I asked her which of her … Continue reading
Adore, how a crush closes in on savored pink, to split flames, and corset ribbed longing.
There was pulsing, and founting, the sea caked around her ankles like silky ribbons of froth. It was just a dream, but still I found her, throbbing through dawn.
It was the way she danced with words when no one was looking, the slant and tease, fastening my burn to the summer dress spelling out her form to my fingers, their covet to brand and possess, breezing lightly the … Continue reading
Did I enter her, or was I the door walked through? Savor the riddle.
She came from the sea, she came to marvel the pearl’s pinkest let to grieve.