Under one down blanket and the brown railroad quilt,
The heat of my cats shoulder asleep on my foot,
Her fur alive with love,
The noise of tires on wet pavement,
A rainy spring morning.
A pottery bowl of oatmeal with raisins,
Raisins are the black of the dried fruit universe;
Going with everything.
A hot shower,
The water streaming,
Lathering my belly hair,
Over and over,
The smell of sandalwood spice soap and rubbing of skin,
Thrilling me, sublime pleasure.
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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.
