Possessive

Artist: Ellierex by Kathleen O’Neil That strip of cloth is mordant red. I’d wrestle it, but who wants to be alone? Such a deceptive slip of cloth laid out over velvet cream skin. My little amoret. Touches you lay over yourself say it all. It’s autonomous, a cryptex of brocade and cambric and tells me…

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Belt

by Stacey Z Lawrence  He is eleven, almost a man when the belt’s buckle catches under his skin. As usual he grips the kitchen sink stares at the faucet drip as she whips. He never cries, but this time bloody puddles stain his white socks, the canvas of his Converse, gore trickles down his leg.…

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