Monthly Archives: November 2019
the map of the geography of desire, revealing a hidden world. traces the geographic coordinates of love|lust – their intersections. the meridians pulse with energy, sweeping across equators, where careful choreography becomes necessity, the tracing of a finger along a … Continue reading
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This shared kiss, one body, one mouth, exclamations and proclamations, this tumbling tumult. This shared kiss, these shared lips. This shared breath. Sinking into verdant land, into this Garden. This shaking Earth. Writhing groaning gasping life. Frenzied motion and this … Continue reading
Sometimes you stare into the void and it avoids eye contact So you awkwardly wave hello, and there’s this moment when you think it might care, just a little But it turns and slowly walks away, and you’re never really … Continue reading
This kiss, my lips as gardener, feeding heat along a verdant trough, a flickering tool moving in hidden spaces, the private gate discovered. The flowering, once hidden garden, opening. Blooms rising, bursting, from rich, fertile earth, unfurling, rising, seeking heat … Continue reading
You, the screaming gale, pushing turbine blades that rip and scratch at the arching back of insistent winds. The moaning on the threshold – the shaking of the doors. You rush and swirl, a zephyr gathering power, sirocco full of … Continue reading