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My stories

The sex pest

dedicated to the "sex pest" who is sending me idiotic messages... acts, names and places are fictitious
Cherry

Stillborn

My body moved on screen, his lay in stillness in his maternal room in needless wait, my almost child, near as he was in utero , a flotsam that will go to waste with hopes and dreams,

Wild sheep chase

The world has shrunk in me and around.
Cherry

Dog whisperer

sometimes you’re stared at on end, your guests don’t move, don’t bark
Cherry

Unread roses

...and I nurse my bruises, violet moons.

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