Sugar me, Sugar (Poetry)

Something Sweet Go back, Jacklet mama play once more but hold your tongue, remember, voices carry. Half dim, half darkand the pianomakes lovemakes us love makes youlove meagain. Let mama singthat mournful song that crushes downlike your body in the night rushes down like sudden morning light. Tattoos on ivory keysdress all amessbare feet on […]

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Morocco

Morocco The train is rumbling, rumbling and we are stumbling, stumbling down sultry gas lit halls fingers skimming blue cardboard walls. It’s twenty seven drunken paces fasten the door with your shoelaces first class to Marrakech two hundred miles douse my flesh. Kisses seasoned like a street bazaar voices simmer from the dining car my […]

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Tuesday (poetry)

Tuesday The haste of morning:  thick hips     only he will notice (no one else cares). The cracks of afternoon: Human-ity, remote since birth  the sunlight caterpillars on the hardwood floor until she hears the bells of Aldersgate clang the witching hour. The dinner dishes:  wanting once more for the blood salt of his lips […]

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