My life is a long, slow nip-slip
Once he posted comments on an outdated blog of mine, describing my face in the pictures with words you usually use for ripe fruit. More than once he took my words to replace them with his.
You see I was supposed to open and be co-proprietor of Macelleria 86. Instead, I was the recipient of an envelope with the store’s name embossed on the back. It was quite the reversal of events.
This isn’t a declaration.
This is a showcase of my talents—
getting drunk and sitting down.
My best girlfriend so ugly I skipped the kissing part.
That’s why it’s not intimate.
I've touched the interiors of too many mouths to feel anything for them anymore.
My body a desk
She marries Ross.
In July, a police officer called while I was at work.
The pupils of her eyes move in to touch.
Do you have any idea how difficult it is to get an appointment with me?
Jane wanted to go to the fetish ball. Jane was my experimental friend.