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no magic formula…

Put your hands on my knees,
she said,
and think of me as a book you’ve been dying to read.

—Michael Faudet—

i opened myself to you…


Like a river opens itself to the rain.




The clouds have parted ways.

reap the whirlwind…


Let us again pretend that life is a solid substance, shaped like a globe, which we turn about in our fingers. Let us pretend that we can make out a plain and logical story, so that when one matter is dispatched – love for instance – we go on, in an orderly manner, to the next.

— Virginia Woolf —

reap the whirlwind 2

do what you have to do…

do what you have to do

Just fuck me, already.

just fuck me already

the heat is on…

The fireplace crackles.
My cheeks are rosy-red warm.
I’ve already cum once tonite.


What do you have to say for yourself?

how simple we seem…

we turn into poetry

In a field. With the moon.
And the dark. And the dirt.
With your mouth. And just one word:
god god god.

— Daphne Gottlieb —

how simple we seem


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