Category Archives: Poetry
Belong to me, too?
What do you feel when I’m in you? When I’m fucking you and you’re spread for me, when you’re howling my name and I have you pinned like some perfect butterfly, impaled by me, held against the velvet coverlet. Do … Continue reading
Spirit/Flesh
Fully aware, when the stars are at their peaks, whorling in strange circles in our forbidden sky you are the meat of my existence, the flesh of it and I am the soul, the spirit of yours. You are my … Continue reading
My One
In the quiet, in the dark, your hands on mine, your mouth on mine. You taste of cinnamon and fire, of sandalwood and blood. Before you, the world was at my feet. Since you, I find it brilliant and jeweled, … Continue reading
Opportunity
The day they gave out opportunity, I imagine I was daydreaming of some far-off wonderland, imagining the crystal waters, the bluest skies and greenest meadows, lush fields of flower and fruit. I may have been contemplating you, and the way … Continue reading
Older Than We Think We Are
Remember I remember I remember I set my blender to eleven but I only use pulse I only use it but a moment; half the world, half my world is thinned to blood and the rest is tectonic plates, too … Continue reading