Month: June 2017

For the Gram

June 26, 2017

I paused the first time I saw one of your photographs scrolling through my feed and found myself involuntarily gripping my lips together. What I saw reached a place inside of me only accesible by a ladder of vulnerability. I realized I was viewing the visual representation of what I wanted my poetry to be. I found … More For the Gram

Musings on a plane

June 21, 2017

Our conversations were foreplay. Both because the bass in his voice made her pussy lips jump in syncopation and because of the actual words coming out of his mouth. And they laughed. Did everyone know that the ability to laugh was the greatest aphrodisiac ever? There was the excitement of finding someone on the same … More Musings on a plane