Posts Tagged: SCREW CHOCOLATE
GET THE FUCK UP AND LOVE by Dallas Barnes
So here’s the thing… When you are crazy (and I am, and it’s mine, and I fucking claim the word), you question everything about yourself. Some questions that have actually occurred: I know my throat is raw and I can’t
GET THE FUCK UP AND LOVE by Dallas Barnes
So here’s the thing… When you are crazy (and I am, and it’s mine, and I fucking claim the word), you question everything about yourself. Some questions that have actually occurred: I know my throat is raw and I can’t
WANT by T
His lips are sweet with me and the sheets and his fingers are covered in my cum and trailing my skin gently. Nightstand light glows soft over my words. ‘I don’t know what I want right now.’ The tail end
WANT by T
His lips are sweet with me and the sheets and his fingers are covered in my cum and trailing my skin gently. Nightstand light glows soft over my words. ‘I don’t know what I want right now.’ The tail end
SUNRISE by Brooke Nicholas
I. The night was so dark. It was in its darkness that a love was broken. The bonds were not strong enough to last the test of time. The light from the heart not strong enough to guide them home. Perhaps
SUNRISE by Brooke Nicholas
I. The night was so dark. It was in its darkness that a love was broken. The bonds were not strong enough to last the test of time. The light from the heart not strong enough to guide them home. Perhaps
TRY by M. Jane Colette
Once, I begged a love to stay. It was awful. I had abandoned all pride, all dignity, all reason. I wasn’t a woman—I wasn’t a human. I was a mass of love, lust, and unspent desire. And I begged. I
TRY by M. Jane Colette
Once, I begged a love to stay. It was awful. I had abandoned all pride, all dignity, all reason. I wasn’t a woman—I wasn’t a human. I was a mass of love, lust, and unspent desire. And I begged. I
IT HAPPENS LIKE THIS by Dana Stan
It all started with the spark of a lighter—a cigarette being lit and the smoke twirling lazily into the night. I breathed it in for the first time in almost a year. It rushed down my body and left me
IT HAPPENS LIKE THIS by Dana Stan
It all started with the spark of a lighter—a cigarette being lit and the smoke twirling lazily into the night. I breathed it in for the first time in almost a year. It rushed down my body and left me
THE LONG COMMUTE by L. Sara Bysterveld
The #72 bus. Each morning at 5:36 it picked me up from the corner directly below my apartment balcony. Most days I was the first passenger or very close to it, and on those days I always chose the same
THE LONG COMMUTE by L. Sara Bysterveld
The #72 bus. Each morning at 5:36 it picked me up from the corner directly below my apartment balcony. Most days I was the first passenger or very close to it, and on those days I always chose the same
KARMA, in PRONOUNS by Marzena Czarnecka
The insides of my thighs are punctured with little round bruises, each the size of a puckered mouth. “Who are those from,” they ask, touching them tenderly then pressing hard, to hurt, in jealousy, anger. “They’re from practicing the Crow,”
KARMA, in PRONOUNS by Marzena Czarnecka
The insides of my thighs are punctured with little round bruises, each the size of a puckered mouth. “Who are those from,” they ask, touching them tenderly then pressing hard, to hurt, in jealousy, anger. “They’re from practicing the Crow,”
MOUNTAINS & MOMENTS by T
I. I am at a barbeque. Sticky in the evening, legs glowing sunshine against white short shorts and baking in the sputter of backyard campfire. I am the show piece tonight. I’ve been introduced to Geophysicist’s friends, all of whom
MOUNTAINS & MOMENTS by T
I. I am at a barbeque. Sticky in the evening, legs glowing sunshine against white short shorts and baking in the sputter of backyard campfire. I am the show piece tonight. I’ve been introduced to Geophysicist’s friends, all of whom
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