* Last of the 8 line posts spurred by this one >> 8 mm. ***** Love affair with Texas Ranger = kicked. Dependence on boob umbrellas = kicked (Can we say like leather?). Ingestion of multiple pain pills = kicked. Preoccupation with the FrankenPussy = kicked… well maybe one last […]
* A series of 8 line posts because of this one >> 8 mm ***** Ten perfect fingers. Ten… toes. I caress you several times a day. Can I draw a little face on you please? Little nubbin… I’m starting to love you. Shoes are dumb anyway. I think […]
* A Series of 8 line posts because of this one >> 8 mm. ***** Hot and heavy with my husband… The carnival hay is itchy. Then a thief out to mug me. I lift my shirt to expose my weapon… and squirt the robber in the eye with […]
* 8 lines for a month because of this post >> 8 mm ***** Everything is topsy turvy. Exhaustion… sobbing. Anxiety… hopelessness. Fists clenched… veins popping. I reach for it. Soft… comforting… I squeeze it in my hands on the exhale. My husband’s ass is my binky.
* 8 lines for a month because of this post >> 8 mm ***** I lack the stamina. I have ill fitting shoes. I did not carbo-load. I hobble along… A wailing child clinging to me… I pause to clean poop, and wipe baby vomit out of my eyes. Sleep, […]