A little experiment in making the world of Smoooochie more accessible to the rest of the world.
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Sometimes
Sometimes I don't have a lot to say. It seems that I'm feeling that way right now. Sometimes there is too much going on that requires no thought to really say much. Sometimes life is like a list and you just go through the list until you have something to say.
I've grown to wear the shape of a woman, down to my stony spine…. I like to be her taste, salty waves and peachy sweet from the lushness of my hips to the firm round of palm-sized breasts. Meek, compared to the size of the fullest moon, I am the shape of a woman. I delight to be her scent... the breeze of an undertow or the tingle of an acrid sandalwood fire.
1 comment:
I'm subbed, so when you do, I'll be reading... unless it's that political stuff. I'll skim that!
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