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Category Archives: word

i like my body when it is with your 2

i like my body when it is with your body. It is so quite new a thing. Muscles better and nerves more. i like your body. i like what it does, i like its hows. i like to feel the spine of your body and its bones, and the trembling -firm-smooth ness and which i […]

perfection wasted 0

And another regrettable thing about death is the ceasing of your own brand of magic, which took a whole life to develop and market– the quips, the witticisms, the slant adjusted to a few, those loved ones nearest the lip of the stage, their soft faces blanched in the footlight glow, their laughter close to […]

friendship 0

Character is so largely affected by associations that we cannot afford to be indifferent as to who and what our friends are. They write their names in our albums, but they do more, they help make us what we are. Be therefore careful in selecting them; and when wisely selected, never sacrifice them. Text: M. […]

i invited him to choose between women and me 3

I invited him to choose between women and me. I thought he was going to choose me and that he’d strive to renounce them. I was in error. “I risk making a promise,” he replied, “and not keeping it. That would pain you. I don’t want you to be in pain. Breaking off would hurt […]

i’d know you anywhere from my dreams 0

I’d know you anywhere, I’d know that grin, I’d know you anywhere when you walked in, I would tingle with a single glance in your eye, Watching the starlight dance in your eye. You saw my vacant stare, you understood, I’d love you anywhere, honest I would, I was certain this would happen, strange as […]

may you give it to me and I not beg it from you 0

I want to cry my pain and I am telling you so you will love me and cry for me in a nightfall of nightingales with a dagger, with kisses and with you. I want to kill the only witness to the assassination of my flowers and change my weeping and my sweating into an […]

all houses wherein men have lived and died are haunted 48

All houses wherein men have lived and died Are haunted houses. Through the open doors The harmless phantoms on their errands glide, With feet that make no sound upon the floors. We meet them at the door-way, on the stair, Along the passages they come and go, Impalpable impressions on the air, A sense of […]

If he asks about me, say that I have died 0

If he asks about me, trace on the ground a cross of silence and ashes over the impure name that afflicts me. If he asks about me, say that I have died and that I am decaying beneath the ants. Tell him that I am a branch of an orange tree, the simple weather vane […]

love on the edge of the 23rd floor 0

 His face slipped sideways across Nick’s as he breathed the word, the unguessed softness of his lips touched his cheeks and neck, while Nick sighed violently and ran his hand up and down on Leo’s back. He pushed his mouth towards Leo’s, and they met, and hurried into a kiss. To Nick it felt  […]

vintage secrets: the sexual power of understatement 3

I recently posted an excerpt of the “subtle secrets of sex appeal” from Queen’s Quarterly Magazine published in December 1971. You learned all about the corpus delicious. May I assume your weight stayed “5 pounds under life insurance standards”? Just asking. Today we’re learning about the “sexual power of understatement.” Writer Walter Norris is inspired […]

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