And Metis said
— I kittyed, he bulled, he rabbited, I snaked: between soft stones we waterfalled. — Ribboning legs our pearling gates
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And Atlas said about Nyx
— Her flowery dress dusked and her legs went up towering into the sky. — I held them still carefully
And Silenus said to Eos
— Blonde destruction drenched in cabernet: — Would you pour me another kiss? — Would you come drip near me?
And a young Darwin said
— You’ve got fireflies on your eyes. Hugging arms strong as beetles and smiles like dragonflies in the summer. —
And Chiron said
— Let me tell you, horny teen god, about the apollonian priestesses painted in gold, and black in their holiest
And Hypatia of Alexandria said
— In all things there is symmetry. — Give me your hand, feel here… Aren’t they pretty? — Can you
And an assistant patissier said
— The taste was unfamiliar, most assuredly. — The cream felt by the corners of her lips, as her clumsy
And a modern Macbeth said
— We enacted tiny theater plays in that bedroom, full of primal sounds and bodily fluids. — Full of imitation