Anne Schiffer

  SHEELANAGIG   To my lover, on his other lover’s pregnancy   Now I get it. The cunt pulled wide, the grinning face, the...
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Daniel Sluman

You reel her into your arms / like the most beautiful fish / promises burning through / the bones you suck / peppermint from her tongue / & pull her hard into the linen / of your jacket her lashes curl / & you clench tight can smell / the lake in her hair as her childhood / starts to wind itself up

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