Dad
i. I hate the fishing-with-dad trope, but you are my dad, I am a writer, and you took me fishing. We go fishing with…
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The Bird Keeper
(Trigger warning: mental illness, suicide) The foxgloves are blooming. So are the roses, the iceberg growing up the verandah poles, and the ones…
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When you kiss me my whole body feels like a catacomb
You unzip me. Open me like a cadaver, right to the marrow. The violence of our lust shakes the walls. You wrack-and-screw bruises in…
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