longterm love

  • To Find a Homeland

    This is what happens when as we become older: our bodies stilllong for pleasure, our wombs dry out, our hearts still seek. We pull from deeper reservoirs. The shared silences of past lives float to the surface. The taste of old stories sit on the skin like aged whiskey; strong, deep and wide.

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  • this is love

    i wonder what he thinks about love surely he imagines the texture of our bodies in tandem, belly to belly but does he know of a different love-gear? the kind that swells during the folding of his laundry and in inhaling the way he smells after a long day in the aftertaste of swallowing whole

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