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What am I?

Intimacy. Licking your brain, while massaging mine. Exploring you inside and out. Becoming one then two then one again. Feeling you. Tasting you. Loving you. Lingerie and tailored suits, sundresses and basketball shorts. A deep exhale, a slow groan. A … Continue reading

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Anxiety.

we met in the only childhood room I ever had to myself. Teddy-bears and other stuffed animals danced above my head, and Luther Vandross’s Here and Now played softly on the radio. I was only 5, maybe 6 when yo told … Continue reading

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Happy, Hurting, Healing.

I am happy. Because I have grown. Because I have meditated. Because I have loved. Because I have lost. I am hurting. Because I have grown. Because I have meditated. Because I have loved. Because I have lost. I am … Continue reading

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OCD.

And I am now crying into my dinner …

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