Sexual Musings :: Lily Pads

“My veins are brushstrokes of indigo over yellow lily pads, a steady heart of flourishing green between Sundance and Moonrise. I don’t fancy myself a healer- or a warrior- or a scholar- But I am music and mischief, forgotten melodies and whispered laughter riding the wind waves. Woman of the wild, with thunder under her […]

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Workshop :: Week 1 of 6

At some point, the kitchen had become an arsenal- every cookie and candy a piece of jeweled artillery gleaming in the December sunlight. The window toward the east framed angus in the Midwest snow, a pasture of steam-nosed creatures with frozen hooves and calves dancing in the powder. My chubby hands rested, at ease now […]

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Sexual Musings :: Anonymous

Sexual Musings :: Anonymous Violet light is dripping across the page, under the shadow of ink and words I’ve laid down like thistles. Every line protects a promise, caged stripes of faded blue and echoes of all the praise which would spill from my mouth if I’d only let them loose like doves into the […]

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Sexual Musings :: Estuary

There is a word for the place where a river meets the sea – It’s like a melody I heard as a child From the back pew Of a stained glass church, Whispering across my skin On steel core fiddle strings: “Estuary. Estuary. Estuary.” And I want to paint our bedroom In its colors- Foam […]

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Frisky Friday :: Beethoven

It was the press of the gold pedal- a clumsy, young kiss to my calf muscle- Sonata No. 14’s minor strokes rippling, dark water disturbed by a falling leaf, out from under my reaching fingers. The ache of longing, a melancholy thirst, shattering, shaping build of a budding child meeting a woman’s passion face to […]

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