Tú Sed: Affectionate Cruelty

I fell in love with his hands first, then his mind, then his body, which is ironic because he was prone to posting sexy selfies, these tantalizingly revealing images, sometimes captioned with his erotic yearnings. His body was nice and all, but my favorite post of his was one with the hands.

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Poetry of Place

My place smells of guava and lavender and it’s got me thinking about some of the best parts of my childhood. Memories I’d long since forgotten, memories embedded in my embodied body that I finally felt connected enough to tap into.

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Timepiece

I’m never
only
ever

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