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The Problem With Blue

The problem with blue is that it  plumps up my lips with the fatty fluff of petulance until I am a beautiful beast— -coddled- – admired- ————-and loving it so “I am Woman. Hear me Whine”  by Angie...

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I am not a lesbian

I am not a lesbian. Not really. but I know what it is to ache for a woman. To be her smiles and her tears To know That she is the truth To fantasize about feeling her breasts and her belly About...

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Cat Fight

My work is going to be featured in a Los Angeles-based production this spring! Vanessa Cate, critically acclaimed director,  is developing her first independent production. The project,”Cat-Fight”, is...

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The Gymnast

In the evening, when her elbows grind into the gravel beneath whirling toes and plump, freckled cheeks, she is alive in the world with the rest of them. She is the bringer of motion of percussion— of...

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Sunday Funnies: Surreality Programming

Peeping Tom by Steven Quinn  Speech on Days Past by Eugenia Loli Devil Katz by Cosmic Nuggets   The New Baby by Tyler Hewitt Macklemore by Withapencilinhand

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When She Waves

For Hellos and goodbyes my hands are brittle sticks stiffened by the forceful elements raised up as if ready to punish the space between us with a strike. unable to grasp– They are unable — to feel to...

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That Kind of Girl

That mouth hanging open -dripping like a soiled dish rag– –she is porn –she is titilation she is the repulsion that comes afterward with green fingernails and wet, dying eyes. Sweet, cherry nipples...

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The Kind of Love Your Mother Felt

Time will bury girls and boys paint their minds  then blow  away I was bright– and you were new I was a poem yesterday Now  cut my skin– or kiss my mouth, The notes I sing are always  gray.—and every...

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