Tag Archive: erotic poetry

Post-Coitus

There are bees in the balcony. They flutter around, attracted by light. They may also be drawn by dirty rooms or a couple cuddling while snoring inside. They cannot enter though — no… Continue reading

The Tower

entombed in a yes that grew from nights before i hold you as you read me and force myself to tote the quiet lines of my gut in a tiny strip of yellow… Continue reading