Perhaps you had just seen the lauded “David G.” famed on into the Hill Country for cock size, stamina, and technique. Perhaps you saw
Are they people or ruins? Does the skeleton who shed gender long ago care—bones held together by light and promise. Quiet, an androgen walks
A ripe raisin stain that suits almost every woman’s pout is Revlon’s Carnal. Goddess, with its hint of burnt toast and lilacs is lovely,
I do not know from what part of the world I should be greeted, if not from Lord Hamlet. —IV, 5 The direct stare