Lindsay Lukens
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My Night with ConnorA Poem by Lindsay LukensThis is a darkly erotic piece about lust, ink, and blood. |
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VentiA Poem by Lindsay LukensThis is a memory of circling the DQ with my boyfriend, of doing yoga, and frustation at Starbucks. |
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TrueGreen ChemLawnA Poem by Lindsay LukensThis is my take on upper middle class suberbia... |
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I ripped my nails from their bedsA Poem by Lindsay LukensA slightly brutal sex poem about desperation in the moment. MILDLY erotic. |
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HousepetA Poem by Lindsay LukensThis is about being separated from my love, my Master. Erotic. |
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Wonder, or perhaps, On the FloorA Story by Lindsay LukensIts about free love, sort of; what its really about is how what goes on in our minds is so different than what we say. Mildly erotic. It may not sound.. |
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whyA Poem by Lindsay LukensThis is not a happy poem. If you're looking for sunshine and daisies, go somewhere else. This is a little heavy... |
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A .45 Will Do ItA Poem by Lindsay LukensShort poem about something obvious. |
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When I LeaveA Poem by Lindsay LukensWhen I fell in love with my Tiger-Man I was living with another man. I used to spend all night with my Tiger and tiptoe out in the predawn. This is th.. |
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Up the CreekA Poem by Lindsay LukensThis is another one of those experamental protest poemsI used to write. Just imagine me: crazy wild girl in a conservative baptist school. You'd prote.. |