Stories tagged skin


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I have a memory of rooms I never leave but have invisible walls. These are rooms I never leave, these are rooms where I exist but don't live. These are rooms where it is dark but I know they can see everything. They can even see inside of me—even my heart beating…

You Got A Friend In Spokane Ghazal

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“Just cross your legs and think of something erotic,” urged Lilly Gant, to her prisoner in a dun Valiant

Remembering the Future

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I stand in your shower borrow your scents- Peach Caress Soap …


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The night wore on and the moon peeked through the windows as he dressed her in his wife’s clothes. She danced and teased, shed layers of clothing only to put more on but none of the clothes pleased him enough and she left before his wife came home, slippi

The Beauties Abandon You

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When muscle tone and joint strength/ join the absent attributes, you’ll slump/ within your favorite chair and wonder/ what became of you, once fiercely vertical?

Circus-thrust the Night Copier (ELECTRIC DELIRIUM 1.6)

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Her fever spreads through lines of a plaid mini, over burnt milk, darkened to yellow. Fingers explore fabric folds up and into the lost dimensions of logic.

The Beauties Abandon You

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The skin will stay but you won’t see it,/ camouflaged by creases, tags, and curious/ deposits of renegade fat and pigment.

Igniting the Forest.

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It wasn't raining, and I wasn't in Paris. The moon wasn't out, and I couldn't see the city lights. It was a sunny Saturday, not too hot but hot enough, and I wondered if my bike would fall over …

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Laundry List

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The Seer

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The strange bones of language wander the room.

The Atheist of Mirrors

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Don't mistake my eyes for supplication. My invisibility is your nightmare.

You'll Stand At My Graveside (after Mary Elizabeth Frye).

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Don't throw earth on bones.