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This is written by a man.Read More How to make love.
I don’t quite remember what it was that we had for dinner, but I’m certain about how I felt after it. I was satisfied. Not extremely, but it was like one of those nights where the small portioned dinner exceeded all our expectations and by the end of the dinner, our palette’s didn’t demand for […]Read More A Dream.
What was meant to flow out of my twin eyes – unrestrainedly, unapologetically – has passed through the bony passage, and has been stuck in the chambers awhile now. Upon further compulsion of coercive neglection, I pushed them further down. To a different set of twins, structured to help me live. We now have velvet […]Read More salt in my lungs.
Crawling back to you.Read More Addiction
Still lingering around in my air.Read More Forest Fire.
How you couldn’t expect this title in every minimalist rebellious, articles-with-an-agenda-blog, is really beyond me.Read More Feminism – my opinion.