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I. she scratches her back, marking territory on translucent skin they are of the same opacity - as if upon meeting they scanned each other’s bones to ensure strength one has a way of smiling where her lips pull against her gums and the other has the tendency to flip the pillow to the cold side before sleeping they are never not entwined they never had to get used to two sets of bras in the dryer, a hairbrush constantly covered with each other’s blonde hair, never using the condoms in their jewelry boxes it was easy is easy when one asked the other for a matching tattoo, she put her partner’s initials on the soles of her feet II. the birthday party was in full swing by mid-afternoon no one in the party had hair any lighter than charcoal and the birthday girl was four, wearing only one shoe all the women were clad in floral bikinis; the ripples of their stretched skin on full display in this circle, they honed their cultural energy with coconut water and bongo drums the guest of honour was passed out within an hour, but they had come all this way and wanted to make the most of it III. the night before she had found herself entwined with a bodybuilder ten years her senior she turned her hands over and over, checking for signs that she had changed but as the dog licked the inside of her legs she was at peace with the fact that she always belonged in a stranger’s bed he said she felt good and pressed welts passionately onto her *** he wanted to take her sailing on the lake the following day but she preferred to sit on a man-made sugared beach alone
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Jun 25, 2017
Jun 25, 2017 at 7:15 PM UTC
sights on sugar beach
I. she scratches her back, marking territory on translucent skin they are of the same opacity - as if upon meeting they scanned each other’s bones to ensure strength one has a way of smiling where her lips pull against her gums and the other has the tendency to flip the pillow to the cold side before sleeping they are never not entwined they never had to get used to two sets of bras in the dryer, a hairbrush constantly covered with each other’s blonde hair, never using the condoms in their jewelry boxes it was easy is easy when one asked the other for a matching tattoo, she put her partner’s initials on the soles of her feet II. the birthday party was in full swing by mid-afternoon no one in the party had hair any lighter than charcoal and the birthday girl was four, wearing only one shoe all the women were clad in floral bikinis; the ripples of their stretched skin on full display in this circle, they honed their cultural energy with coconut water and bongo drums the guest of honour was passed out within an hour, but they had come all this way and wanted to make the most of it III. the night before she had found herself entwined with a bodybuilder ten years her senior she turned her hands over and over, checking for signs that she had changed but as the dog licked the inside of her legs she was at peace with the fact that she always belonged in a stranger’s bed he said she felt good and pressed welts passionately onto her *** he wanted to take her sailing on the lake the following day but she preferred to sit on a man-made sugared beach alone
rebecca-gismondi
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Jun 25, 2017
Jun 25, 2017 at 7:15 PM UTC
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