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I’ve stayed in the front yard all my life. I want a peek at the back Where it’s rough and untended and hungry weed grows. A girl gets sick of a rose. I want to go in the back yard now And maybe down the alley, To where the charity children play. I want a [...]

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Do I have a face? I don’t know. I’ve never seen one on me. But she, the one on the other side of whatever divides our world from the mirror… she has a face. A worldly face. A mix Of what pleased my grandfathers. A face that must taste like a plum whose tantalizing texture [...]

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If there is a window to my soul, it looks into the bathroom. It frosts in the summer, steams in the winter, soaks from the outside, and cracks when provoked, just like any old window. Mr. Gawker, there’s a lot of me to see, but don’t expect to see much.

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I rate the following content PG-13 for mild to moderate sexual language. Until you’ve had your thirteenth birthday, please skip this post. This narrative by RDraconis on the AVEN forum is divided into seven images. Click on the links below to see each. Image 1 Image 2 Image 3 Image 4 Image 5 Image 6 [...]

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Every time I’m lonely, that’s a prayer. Indeed I’ve taught my spirit to pray constantly And fanatically, with a scourge. The bell in the virgin’s steeple is never tired Of calling her to Mass with its sad Alto pewter song never varying its pitch Or lyric: “Come! Come! Come! Come!” It dwells on its duty [...]

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He reached for my breast. I did what Daphne did: withdrew my beauty into myself, let my skin harden around it, and cast my roots into the ground. My hair kept swaying like a loose woman, but I stood willow-still. He grabbed nothing but a budding leaf for his crown.

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He would have said more as timid Peneïs ran, still lovely to see, leaving him with his words unfinished. The winds bared her body, the opposing breezes in her way fluttered her clothes, and the light airs threw her streaming hair behind her, her beauty enhanced by flight. But the young god could no longer [...]

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It scares me, knowing he does what I have done: tracing my face, my habits, the shape of my body with his eyes, learning and sensationalizing everything about me. Wishing I would touch him. Wondering what a goddess’s hand feels like on his face. Let the universe be my spouse and my next-of-kin be what [...]

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You say she is no friend of mine, because We are on separate islands – she on love, And I on chastity. No, we are both At sea. But she can swim in depths I cannot Dip my foot in. I am on my drafty Ship of innocence above the salty Skin of water. And [...]

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How thrilling, To have without holding. But, God – To hold without having!

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