A clear ultramarine blue bowl,
Its shallow exterior curve, like the fullness of your breast,
No lip. Just smooth cool glass holding.
Its shadow reflected on the tabletop,
A faint blue cast spilling over the waxed wood,
Holding a pile of Braeburn apples and dimpled tangerines.
This is the center of our love,
The tender fruit coddled in the shining blue bowl,
The cherry dining table, cleared for dinner.
I stand in the doorway watching and wanting,
The wide glass bowl holding our love,
Your lips on the back of my neck.
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About Avery Cassell
Avery Cassell is a genderqueer San Francisco writer, poet, cartoonist, and artist who grew up in Iran. They live with their Maine Coon cat, Lulu, and bake yeasted waffles every Sunday morning.
Behrouz Gets Lucky is their first novel. You can find their erotic short stories sprinkled in various anthologies, including Best Lesbian Erotica 2015 and Sex Still Spoken Here. Avery is currently working on a book of more of Behrouz and Lucky's shenanigans, a memoir, and an illustrated early reader children's book about a eight year old transgender boy and his family.
