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My Beatrice

My Beatrice

A Poem by Laura Ann


My BeatriceCrimson coats my fingertips, coursing downto muddy everything I touch. I run ahand across your bedroom wall and smear scarletover soft yell..
Animosity

Animosity

A Story by Kezia Isai Delacraux


A young teenager's life crumbles away right before his eyes. Although, he still gets what he wants in the end.
The line around your finger

The line around your finger

A Poem by Ruu


POV sex worker, servicing a married man. Not graphic.
To Be Loved

To Be Loved

A Poem by Kay J.


To be hurt is to be loved.

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