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The Gap Between Her Thighs

We’re cold. The wintery Winnipeg winds stroke from every angle, and we’ve ruined the gown of that snow angel. It looks like she’s wearing parachute pants or a dress with a very inappropriate slit. The wet clings between our crevice … Continue reading

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Our skin tingles at the lightest touch. Bugs constantly meandering through raised hair, climbing bumps brought on by lonely breezes in summer heat. Don’t sneak up, please. Touch gently, please. The weight of a hand on the shoulder, a hand … Continue reading

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