XIA Chapter by Tkess
naked
eye winks, easing around the corner.
fabric falling from her shoulders, burning like day old newspaper. satan smiles in a satin gown. dark night bright around the edges like your eyes around the center. my book dog-eared on page 32. it's my favorite Bukowski poem. the one about the bluebird slowly dying.
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TkessPittsburgh, PAAboutWhen I first joined this site I provided a very vague profile of who I am. So, I figured I would elaborate a bit more on what makes me, me. I am 30 years old. For the past 7 ½ years I was a me.. more..Writing
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