The zipper of the dress is down, exposing Bez from the nape of her neck down to the small of her back. Her skin is pale, caressed by the winter light coming through the window, and I think for a moment of going to put my hand against her, to feel the bones just below […]
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DreamsI wake from a dream this morning of people I used to know that I never see, friends and lovers, gone and gone. This explains my melancholia this morning. There are days where perhaps staying in bed all day is an option that should be allowed.
Meaningless PhraseDevURLShe stands waiting at the top of the stairs, heels, short dress, hair up, expectations up as well. Where was she, an hour ago, two hours? Pressed against a wall, his hands up her short dress, her hair loose and wrapped around his neck, the two of them knotted together against the wallpaper. She laughed […]
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