My experience of my body was her experience once removed, which meant my body was dissolved, and that’s all I’d ever really wanted from my body, such as it was.
I felt like an animal, and animals don’t know sin, do they?
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Jess C. Scott
V-Day…if you need this one day in a year to show everyone else you truly care for “your loved one” I think it’s quite stupid. I hate this commercialism. It’s all artificial, and has nothing to do with real love.
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Jess C. Scott
My head’ll explode if I continue with this escapism.
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Jess C. Scott
Maybe you could be mine / or maybe we’ll be entwined / aimless in this sexless foreplay.
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Jess C. Scott
In this here place, we flesh; flesh that weeps, laughs; flesh that dances on bare feet in grass. Love it. Love it hard. Yonder they do not love your flesh. <span style="margin:15px; display:block"></span>They despise it. They don't love your eyes; they'd just as soon pick...
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Toni Morrison
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Since the world is ending, ” Peter quoted from behind us, “why not let the children touch the paintings?
I believe she imbued my body thus, finding every touch enhanced by ambiguity of intention, as if it too required translation, and so each touch branched out, became a variety of touches.
