Fingers slipped into her depths
Probing past broad knuckles
Into sweeping fury and rolling bliss
Fucking into; and beyond
Social convention and
— Misspent tissue
Wrapped in blood
A monthly gift;
Flesh, made lighter than air
She arched – white lightening
And collapsed
Withdrawn
Falling upon
A bloodstained hand.
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A lover of fine things, like chocolate and erotica, Carly Zee is a writer and poet who plays close to the edge. Her work appears in various online venues, including Twisted Sister , and will appear soon in Shot Glass Journal. You can reach Carly at https://carlyzee.wordpress.com/
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