Agni
Flames dance at his fingertips, little blue blossoms, stinging thorns of heat. How can something so beautiful burn with such agony? My incandescent lover, my heart of the sun, leaves seared skin, in the wake of his touch, then tenderly wreaks devastation with that first, sure thrust. I burn from the inside, a reactor core […]
Instructions to a Lover
This is what I want you to do: Stand naked in front of the mirror and, with the sluttiest, reddest lipstick you own, draw a thick crimson circle around your navel. Don’t look down. Use the mirror. Place your flattened palm there, over the garish circle at your belly, and slowly – but not gently […]
Summer Fruit
Secrets erupt from eyes, sightless in ecstasy: such wrecked beauty. Dark juice pressed from delicate fruit, summer sweet. Kohl stained tears mark the creases where age will take you one day. Wipe your face and let me break you open just once more.
Creature
I want to be your creature. Not your wife or your girlfriend or your lover or your slave or your whore. All those things are traps. Something made by someone else. A mold to fit into, pattern to conform to, role I learn the lines for, play the part of. but If I’m your creature, […]
Cut, Thrust and Burn
Nothing stings as sweetly as the cut of your kiss, here at my throat. You decapitate me. Nothing aches as deeply as the thrust of your hips, here in the cradle of mine. You bisect me. Nothing burns as brightly as the weight of your gaze, here on the map of my skin. You consign […]
Fevered: Seven Haiku
You are forever beautiful, framed in white gauze, pink-cheeked fever doll. Sweat beads on your brow, infected opalescence, lips dry as parchment. Forced from a raw throat, over a heat blistered tongue, whisper you love me. Impatient patient, greedy for just one more breath, inhale my kisses. From my brimming well, slake your monstrous thirst […]
Veiled Threat
Inspired by the cornice on the doorway of the Society of Antiquaries. As someone tore her veil fell aside, those present assessed her face with the eyes of connoisseurs. Competent evaluators of horseflesh each and everyone of them. And there was silence. She reached up to tear apart the seams of her shift, the rip […]
Oh, Icarus.
The bones inside my limbs turned black in the heat as you set me down into the liquid sea of the sun. Who’d have thought vaporization would take so long? O, Icarus! You should have dropped me. Rushing wind, gravity winning the day and then nothing. But never had I thought to play the vestal […]
Dry and Pressed
Promise you’ll lay me in the shifting sands of some place with a name that sounds like a polite interruption. I fancy that even the dead can feel the dance of sandy grains skittering over burned flesh. Just keep me away from water. I’ve spent my whole life rotting and now I’d like to blow […]
Transfixion
The cool glass against my breasts stings and my nipples seize into hard buds. As steam-filled as the room is, through the droplet spattered shower door, I see you clearly. The sight of your skin, gleaming taut over the frame of your bones, dark against the white tiles, is a dreadful exquisiteness. It catches in […]