The Ventriloquist

Cecil has been planning her dream wedding since whatever age little girls do. Now the days were leading up to weeks, weeks to months. She had a scanty 3 months left. What everyone wanted to know was what her theme would be, “you gotta have a theme, what’s a wedding without a theme?” they asked […]

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The Shrine

Her hips sway to the beat of the banjo Skylight filters through thatch roof The flicker of light on a solemn night A hue of blue shades her face Her pelvis wines In the center of the shrine.     The audience watch keenly Such mastery, Such art From a beautifully dangerous woman Like foreplay for […]

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