Tag: beauty
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Blue Coyotes
A lightly scorched marshmallow is the aura of the porch. Where splintered, soaking floarboards waterlog our socks. Ash and clover clouds hover beneath the chocolate liquor sky Edvard Mmm stretches our faces, with laughter echoing the night. Stories bellow across a sugar ring stained table, and soggy socks dance like children’s noodle legs dangling edged…
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Lust and Love
Spring 2012, ISSN 2161-2846. I want someone to lay with me. Run their hands down the sides of my mind. Touch the soft curves of my thoughts and brush against the fragile bones of my soul. I want to be addicted. A junkie looking for my next fix, searching for a way to pay for my…
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