Stories tagged “skin deep”
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Deleted Poem (For A Lady I Know)
My last sentiment Meant merely cents To her high dollar flight And chauffuer caller that night. I feel without when I’m with her She’s in doubt sniffing drugs as her thoughts wither.
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Cruel Cocoon
cruel residual jewel of venomous emptiness— in the dual mirror— a visual temptress stepping naked coming nearer; you can’t hear her spreading palm down on your chest with pink painted fingernails impaling, pulling off flesh dressed b...