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Flashback – Once Bitten…
My mother doesn’t ask where I go at night,when the moon is high and healthy.She just asks that I put my clothes in a white vinegar bath when I arrive home. Nothing is said about torn wallpaper,and the entrails that trail along the carpet,to my bedroom,the scratches along the frame of the door where the…
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Cherry Stem
Cherry stem at the bottom of her glass,tied by her tongue,and me, in her lap,tied up in her troublesome smirk and possessive, pawing hands. The sun was beginning to set,and she had been drinking since it had risen,so I was in a unique kind of danger,just a little lost in her lager fuelled lust,but I…
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Sant Jordi, for Sapphics
At six AM,I set off as the sun showed her face,smiling, high in the sky,as Saturday said “Hello sweetheart, would you like to fall in love?” My hands hungered for the velvet softness of beautiful buds,blood red, spilling across the valley,and my body is electric as I head towards a destined love affair. My fingers…
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Satisfied
“Go to bed.” He repeated, aching to look away from the mountain of paperwork on his desk, and hoping she would be pouting down at him. “I won’t tell you again.” He focused his eyes on the documents and tried to ignore the familiar fingers that had found his neck. “I’m not tired.” He kept…
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Sincerely, Jennifer x 