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Mother
Mother, I have gone mad.I have split myself into two;two black slabs of a person.One sits in his wretched cave, screaming silently at the wall - the other is cold, ...
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La Petite Mort
Ach! Again! Do it again,put more pressure on me darling. Skin me Softly, like the fox on the hook hang me, limp as a rose I want you to do ...
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Oh River
Back, back, back against the wall, wall, wall.Clawing at the river, I ached for it all.For the grey filth to swallow me, not the other way around.For the bright white ...
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Burnt.
They say I killed him, the horned ones;murdered Moloch. Slew themonster, that’s what they say.Voices scraping across my skin, like gravel,through cell bars. Took him screaming from the bed and ...
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New Eyes.
I know of the sun, of the light that pours over your tongue,as you talk, talk, of it. I am a weight upon this image;a shadow. I spread my black ...
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Flowers.
Have you ever wanted to kill someone? I have.She’s blonde. Freckles, mid thirties.Long hair, manicured nails. Born in a fishing town, poor.Tried to clean herself up, but still muddy.Nice smile ...
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Nymph.
I found her lying in the river bed on a blanket of ash.A flurry of dust and embers circling above and around her.She was still. Her hair, a stream of ...
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Metal Man. (Rated 18+)
Let’s play a game.He palmed my small back into a stoop,and we disappeared into the tent.Daddy had set it up with me that morning. He lay down and un-tucked his ...
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Bruise (18+ Swearing)
A deep bruise sits on my neck, scraped off of myone night lover’s tongue. Spots of blood raised tothe surface, by pursed lips, with an angry suck.He reminds me of ...
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Dirty Words
Dirty thoughts strapped tight in my chest, heave forward in a bellowing cough.Swoop out of me like some black bird. A kiss of clouds, swipe the sky with sharp light ...
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I write
Twist out of myself, grey tornado. Pour out of these ears,these lungs, through this, my belly.I become something without a body, I am a thought, I amI am, I am.A ...
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One Night Stand
I woke this morning, and your name was splashed across the walls.I woke this morning to find a bag of stones hanging heavyfrom my chest. Lodged between two lungs, something ...
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The Meeting
1. My left toe is cold upon the breath of salt water, it folds over grey concrete and recedes back, again. Frilly white edges crooning the lonely sea ...
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Guilt (18+ - explicit language)
The smell of him clings to my hands after sex. His flesh swallowed my flesh, and he whimpered. I called him a cab, and swept him out, out of ...
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The Light.
At dawn we took out our Hearts. They pushed past our throats And fell into a wicker basket. The sun bloomed, and grew
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Light
At dawn our hearts pushed past our throats and fell into a wicker basket. The sun bloomed, threw her light on the basket, and our hearts began to glow. ...
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For My Mother
We were drinking tea in Starbucks the day I learned to love you again. Love, whole, and full, no room for air; love like drowning. Creases in the skin ...
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Gypsy Dancer
Sunlight splays her gold fingers through the window. I light a cigarette. Smoke bellows from my lips, a ghostly canon fire.
