Author: The Erozine

Mark Andrew Heathcote

Celestial bodies Star of aniseed, taste buds gradually numbedwith the meaning of life, aching from withinah, for that celestial, warmth touch-of-her-skinvelvet as a rosebud like a bee succumbed.Nights spent beholding…

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Douglas Currier

Heavy petting I don’t remember the girls I groped,fondled, put my hands on, my fingers in,lips to, nor what tacit agreements I broke. Intimacy has expectations. Yieldingof the private world…

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Allan Lake

Especially Spicy Salsa Nobody our age bothers with weddings.We’ve been there, done that and splitthe discoloured nest egg. That explainswhy I call my partner’s sister my ‘sister-out-law’ or just Outlaw…

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Alicia Murray

so good when I exclaim, “that’s so good”,trying not to blush under her intent gaze,and she asks“so good?”her voice like crushed glass for a moment it’skaleidoscopes in my visionthe blunt…

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Robert Hallsey

Darling Mine the other night, she was not thereand I felt something in the aira spirit moved, I could not fightI took a pen, and began to write “darling mine,…

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Melody Greenfield

In The Dark Legs splayed:Sherman Oaks, Studio City, Hollywood Hills, NoHo.Hot and sticky days.Hot and sticky between your legs. In the dark.A place to hide your shame,Your "why,"Even as you…

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Alison Miller

Shiva His open closet is an avalancheof cloudy blues and winter plaids,festival tee shirts and tough-to-tie Tibetan pants toppling each otherlike snow. I watch from overhis shoulder as he sets…

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Charles Upshaw III

An Intimate Encounter She arrived at the entrance, And it was there where we met... Eyeing each other's anatomy erotically And exchanging seductive smirks... The gravitational pull between us grew…

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Jack Henry

Hollywood nights i look up at him,close my eyes.images dance throughgrey folds in my skull.rhythmic movementslull me into false serenity.i wrap myself around him,patience winnowing as timecontinues to creep along.…

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George Bidwell

Candy, Darling He holds his knife to the other’s throat. As they had agreed. His hands quiver and the other thrust hard into him. They smile at one another, smiles…

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