transport delivery

Transport Delivery “Thanks for not having sex with me.” There’s nothing quite like a 27 year old lover scorned. We started sleeping together when he was 24. I ended it recently for someone who is 52 and speaks French. Someone who appreciates shoes, smells like tangerines and tastes like vanilla. Certain things are worth the sacrifice. I’m on the corner of 44th Street and 3rd Avenue at 8 in the morning, when midtown is just as hopping as...

French Stilletos

I’ve never made coffee in platform stilettos before. The French Connection pair I’m wearing are black velvet with pale pink bottoms. I stand close to six feet with them on. My legs are lean and long like the trunk of a young, growing tree. Oh, and speaking of French… There’s a French painter in my bed. Since I live in a studio apartment, in a midtown east luxury building - the bed isn’t too far from the kitchen, where I’m preparing...

Beginning Conclusion

Conclusion commençant Je commencé étirement nouveau Dans la cuisine, à l’étage. Je commence à écrire dans différents Encres de couleur . Violet... Or… Je commencé à cuisiner des desserts Parce que la vie avait un goût plus doux Léchant des cuillères et tenant par la main. Je brûlé… encens… __________________Je commencé à regarder la lune. __________________________________________Encore. I started stretching again In the...

i’m still thinking in french…

Ma vision effacée. Tout à coup ... voir; Il était au-dessus de moi, déjà à l'intérieur. Mon cœur a appris à refleurir. Ace de tasses. Et le ciel est plus bleu, la lumière du soleil d'or. Inspirez un moment, expirez toujours. Nuits pleines d'étoiles après des années de l'obscurité - Ne voyant pas la maladie jusqu'à ce que vous êtes mieux. Il a enflammé mon âme, une étincelle de pinceau. "Je suis juste derrière vous," les...

baby. i just…

To(o) Much I turned. My Head facing a… Howl. Like Slowed. I Stop(Ped). I rode A window to(o) Touch. He put a… (Pen in my hand) (Octave in my…) Breath. Do you Know the rhythm. I. Strike. Everybody talks About How we wrote right And left Handed while I walked. Pas(sed)t. Baby… … Slow. (Mmm) Ocean. I scribbled. A Way. That prove: To, Much.
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