In the groove

Why is it that I always hit my poetic stride after a time away with a graphic poem about sex? Last night, I wrote the first poem I really liked in months and months, and it was about (close your eyes if you are sexually squeemish) … All ready for it? Fisting.

I am a poetic oddity.

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2 responses to “In the groove

  1. emily

    you may be odd, but you’re a wonderful poet!

  2. voodoo

    I know you can. You did.

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