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Archive for April, 2016

Does He Like Me? —

~a poem~ Are we flirting? Cause he keeps smiling, and I keep smiling, and we’re acting stupid goofy even though we’re supposed to be studying. It’s hard for me to take my eyes off his eyes. I can feel the bubbliness bubble up in me. He’s so pretty, with curly full hair, and caramel perfect […]

The Bitter Pill —

“I want to be in the room where it happens.” I wanted to punch someone, but of course I didn’t. I wanted to scream, plead, beg the doorman. I didn’t do that either. Instead, I cried. ~ Marci bused up from DC, taking a 2am trip and landing in NYC around 6am. She got food […]

Come Here —

~ erotica ~ “Come here.” I crept closer. I wore the collar he requested. And the cuffs he loved. A long skirt that almost kissed the floor. A sheer blue shirt. And no bra. He wore nothing. Sitting on my couch, he stroked himself while never looking away from me. My nature drove my gaze […]