4.15.18 14:35 Yesterday my mother told me that I am wise. I was closing my eyes in bed My comforter vibrated. I read, “I wish I was as wise as you even are now. I love you just so much” My face turned to sand. I engraved the words into a plaque in my brain….
Month: April 2018
Porn-star Poet
04.05.18 15:00 She paints with her body on a canvas of climax. scream after moan, a novel is written. She tells of gentle euphoria and wild freedom; songs of belligerence, myths of captivity. Pleasure pallette or hoax? You decide. She is generous, yet filled with desire. Master of guile; a Gemini of duplicity. Magician of…
