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Fourth period.
In class with boys I always end up staring. Their skin is different- a softer, doughier white, or a harder, drier deep-brown tan. Their fingers are thick and sturdy and I imagine putting them in my mo… more →
full of crazy
fourth period.
caryatid child wrote 2 months ago: In class with boys I always end up staring. Their skin is different- a softer, doughier white, or a … more →
and when you touch me, i want you to leave marks.
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caryatid child wrote 9 months ago: smeared makeup and mussed hair. swollen, red lips and hickeys. bitemarks, pink scratches. thin pink … more →
with jigsaw pieces of your past...
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caryatid child wrote 10 months ago: This is the shit. It’s long but worth thinking about. “…while men with high sex dr … more →
analogizing.
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caryatid child wrote 10 months ago: I think pain and sex are like peanut butter and jelly. Best together. I mean, take pain, take peanut … more →
mildly frustrated would be putting it gently.
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caryatid child wrote 10 months ago: I woke up at 4:54 this morning. Why? Because my parents were having loud sex. While at first I was j … more →
remixed (and currently untitled)
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caryatid child wrote 11 months ago: I am the innocent victim of a rabid animal, all claws, all teeth, all rough, all bold, full of madne … more →
salvation in surrender (free-written)
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caryatid child wrote 11 months ago: It’s hard to write a poem. It’s hard to try to be explicit and implicit and concise and elegant all … more →
"hi, fuck me?"
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caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: is how I am feeling right now. any takers? … more →
Clearly I Have Made Some Bad Decisions.
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caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: I can’t breathe. I keep having to remind myself to. Inhale exhale inhale exhale. We should not … more →
women who long, love, lust...
caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: I wore pink lipstick today. I felt pouty and flirty, like a minx, like an ingenue, like jailbait, da … more →
a moan, alone
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caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: words like “transient” make me gasp, my back arch, my eyes roll back. poetry about rain … more →
loud
caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: hard work and perseverance really do pay off, sometimes. with time and effort the problem has been e … more →
family restaurant
caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: Poppa: “What is that? ‘Things I Like’?” Me: “…Yes.” … more →
2:32 and I'm going crazy
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caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: i can’t sleep through the snoring but for their sake i must type very, very quietly – in … more →
a volatile combination
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caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: Lately I want to write sensuous things, words that fill the mind with feelings of the earth and of t … more →
for the people who are still alive
caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: I wonder if this is what being dead feels like. It’s plausible, after all, that death could si … more →
The only words for this are my fingers in your mouth.
caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: This is true, and, I have decided, my new answer to the question. The one that people ask but I just … more →
more dreams
caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: I also dreamed about a gorgeous dress, a combination of the things I couldn’t afford yesterday … more →
"she said...
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caryatid child wrote 1 year ago: “…my love is a fever Come on touch my skin. They think I’m easy, I’m easy, … more →
