sexsomniacigarettes

When I detox from cigarettes, I get horny.  I want a hot tongue on my clit.  A silky cock in my slime. Hands like octopuses gripping and slapping. Dirty mouth, dirty words. Eyes searching for something wet, something delicious to feast on.  It’s a way to pass the time between wanting a cigarette and wanting …

related to God

I don’t know cold, I know heat. I know desert dunes and rattlesnakes. I know how to beat the wind, how to light a match. You tell me, “be yourself.” But that is not enough, as big as I feel. I am not as epic, as big as I feel. Today, and yesterday, I have …

make me a snake

it can be any day—but mostly mornings when I can almost taste the clothes I own & watch the light of day cast a shadow there are no incidentals—I understand your hands and their intentions/the carcass of all your disappointments in the whistle between the gap of your yellow teeth we spoke of guns and …

Well?

With love comes a parade of obstacles. I’m just thankful for the journey, always thankful. I’ve been lucky in love, I say lucky but what I really mean is lucky for the lessons. Lucky to grow in such a way that I’ve sprouted from all sides. I am infinite, is my conclusion. But love, fucking …

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December 9, 1985 Birthday cakes.I got two of them sometimes, depending on how good I was. Sometimes, they’d have two tiers and wafers, candy and sweet creamy frosting that would end up all over my face; a typical Hispanic family joke of frosting on the face. Pictures were still proofs. I didn’t think it was …

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December 10th always reminds me that another year awaits.  Another year of surprises. Of hurt. Of sadness. Of happy. Of love. Of sacred epiphanies.  It’s been a year I met my husband, a year that’s felt like decades.  How do I begin to even explain what has happened in these short 12 months? How does …