Tag Archives: lovers
From Clay
I would love the way you wounded me even if I did not love you; only some kind of divine perfection must know how to bleed a man that much and still leave life remaining. God, you, the perfect sadist, … Continue reading
How Sharp It Felt
This one lover of mine, we talked the other night, while he laid in bed, after finally turning off the laptop. He sent me pictures of his face as he laid in shadow, his features illuminated by the cold white … Continue reading
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Feast
When I am empty, I gorge myself on the remembered tastes of all my lovers. I can bite into the saltsweat of this one’s fear, and breathe in the whiskysmoke of that one’s lust, and fill myself on the feast … Continue reading