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Uniform shirts,Patched up khakis,Twenty pounds overweight;I was so embarrassed. My head ran wild.Pi times radius squared,Food chain,Whale tail. God was always thereWatching everything. I played sick onceSo I could use the computer alone. I remember the keystrokes–None too incriminating–“webcam”, “girl”, “beautiful".Enough to get there. But the word haunted me–Beautiful. So I spoke it; I thought … Continue reading 13

Dark’s Regress

Other beds my dreaming feet Have known too well. The blush of other lips and cheeks, While eyes appeared serene with sleep, My seeming digits have caressed-- And so my ghostly hands have known Their ghostly breasts (A foreign or familiar form In foreign space undressed). My form, as well as I may guess, Entwined … Continue reading Dark’s Regress