“Don’t you DARE settle”, he said to me last night, his eyes suddenly fierce and locked on mine from across the table. We were eating thin-crust pizza with some sort of sweet potato-goat cheese hipster toppings, along with some insanely delicious roasted brussel sprouts. We only had an hour left …
a treatise of touch
come here. come closer. feel my breath? good. do not look away right now you are mine right now i am lifting hair from neck running my finger gently there. across the line of clavicle. down curve of rib following concave of waist coming to rest on the hard of …