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TWKCC. chapter 2. maudlin. I sat down on the deformed, worn-out couch next to Tommy, and exhaled.
"Stop breathing so loudly," he grunted, stuffing a handful of cashews into his mouth.
"Sorry. What the hell is with this couch, anyway?" I asked. The fabric had soda stains and smelled vaguely like an alleyway. It was, however, ridiculously comfortable.
I eyed Tommy skeptically. They had stolen the couch.
"You guys really should have at least stolen a nicer one," I rolled my eyes.
"Fine! Let's see you do better, " he retorted and his features cracked into an elusive smile.
I leaned back, hauled my bag onto my lap, and r
I wonder if you're enjoying
the curvature of her back.
The spine, a row of ossified crowns
crowded and curved around that defining neural superhighway;
that extension cord,
adventurously connecting the visceral
to the peripheral.
The horseshoe crab vertebrae
scuttle to break through skin at your touch;
a defining shiver.
I see your hands
around the rounded hills of her shoulders.
Scapulae jutting out with the extremity of the bend,
like a chicken's wings.
And the bands of these dorsal muscles
stand up like wings,
cast shadows in the dimples of the pelvis that she lifts;
that will fold o
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