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Flesh

A bird, a bug, a something flying in the air, And I’m spinning, unwrapping this present, You touch me, and I feel spools of yellow and periwinkle blossoming inside, My organs are gone and all I have is sex, Displacement … Continue reading

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Making Curry

There is steam in the kitchen, You stir the curry, Spices and onion frying in oil, Your wooden spoon slicing through the coconut milk, Dipping in and sideways making small waves, Your hand bent slightly at the wrist, Your index … Continue reading

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