he stumbled into his “vanishing box” - decomposing beneath unbroken skin - ghosts walk upside-down across the ceiling - salivating over evidence - decayed buildings - the crazy in her twinkled - the tip into the fleshlight - turned up it floats faster - it’s mutiny you know to be human inside of this sex show - she wanted him to feel intimidated and to feel as insignificant as she did
The July flock of Thirteen Myna Birds is HERE - https://13myna.blogspot.com/
Offering new art and poetry by MISH, Kristin Garth, Jennifer Behling, James Croal Jackson, John Grey, Sonia Beauchamp, Gary Beck, and Robert Beveridge!
Dive in if you dare!
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| Half -woman, half-flower hybrid by MISH |
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