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[POEM] you are the rubber on that pencil trying to erase me

you are the rubber on that pencil trying to erase me I should have known it was a lie when he told me he fucked you unless I’m mistaken and pencils are the new dildos Was it the eraser or the … Continue reading

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[POEM] Unwilling to bend

Unwilling to bend They call me Medusa’s twin. Serpent eyes watch each unyielding stroke of his ego. Snake slithers past her thighs, I am the aphrodisiac swallowed whole on a platter of petals. Even Aphrodite begs for more — rubs warm … Continue reading

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[POEM] Unwilling to bend

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the dream: I told him to go for it

The video revealed a young blonde woman sitting on the floor, back against the wall. He was on the bed playing the ukulele and laughing. My chest closed up and with one last breath (or so it felt) I insincerely … Continue reading

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(poem) “Their Sex Life,” by A.R. Ammons

Their Sex Life by A.R. Ammons One failure on Top of another

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[POEM] How to have sex with someone who doesn’t like to be touched

How to have sex with someone who doesn’t like to be touched (a handbook for the desperate and lonely) Hover over her like a spacecraft reluctant to touch down on foreign land Insert yourself apologetically like a scorned child cautiously emerging from … Continue reading

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[QUOTE] does my sexiness upset you?

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(poem) This Close by Dorianne Laux

I came across this poem in my old poetry journal from 2005. It was always a favorite. Nine years later, I love it now more than ever. This Close Dorianne Laux In the room where we lie, light stains the drawn … Continue reading

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