She looked out into that impossible distance, sea-air thick as taffy on her lips. She licked them and swallowed a desert.
Has anyone yet to find a way to describe cum
That doesn’t invoke the word glisten?
at 19, there was no time
for composition. it was a risk
to linger, to let something
catch the light.
My cowboy wears me to the Met Gala
wet and dark
inside my rib cage
We got high. We stared in the mirror and examined our pupils. We took selfies. We were demon sisters. Fallen angels. We looked like we could have been twins.
“You can do anything you want to me,” Krystal said. “I don’t care. You can kill me if you want to.”
“Same,” I replied.
I'm no Jodie Foster, but I think I can relate to the man. I went mad trying to impress lesbians at one point in my life, and who knows, he may become one after me.
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