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the streets of a darkened city
businesses closed windows black reflective
images of ourselves in cars passing slowly
or locked in a late night grid
out looking for clubs and parties
streetlights and headlights hit our faces
we look back at ourselves in windowglass
my hair stands up
just exactly so
the way I want it to
the style so current in this our day
how long how long o gods of fashion
will this be our lives
me and my pals
my buddies
my lovers
how long will we be the current thing?
are we even real?
ghost-riding in a cabrio by Lancelot Price 2017 July 29/30
businesses closed windows black reflective
images of ourselves in cars passing slowly
or locked in a late night grid
out looking for clubs and parties
streetlights and headlights hit our faces
we look back at ourselves in windowglass
my hair stands up
just exactly so
the way I want it to
the style so current in this our day
how long how long o gods of fashion
will this be our lives
me and my pals
my buddies
my lovers
how long will we be the current thing?
are we even real?
ghost-riding in a cabrio by Lancelot Price 2017 July 29/30
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The Ballerina
She watches from backstage as her partner performs his variation. The stage lights seem to get brighter, and the space in the wings seem to close in. She can feel her heart beating faster. Her partner’s short solo seems to last an eternity. She flexes and points her feet as she waits. Finally the music stops. She closes her eyes. She can hear thunderous applause, but it sounds distant, like it’s coming from another world. She centers herself, preparing for the most important two minutes of her life: her first solo as prima ballerina. The applause seems to go on forever. She fears that she will always be overshadowed by her talent
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Rombos
por Romy Lara
El aire gélido se coló en la habitación y alborotó los papeles minuciosamente acomodados en el escritorio. Tronándose los nudillos de la mano izquierda, Julio se incorporó y cerró la ventana de un golpe. Afuera el cielo se caía pedazo por pedazo. Reacomodó el desorden que se había hecho en su mesa de trabajo, colocando cada documento en su lugar: los de etiqueta amarilla en la carpeta amarilla, los marcados con verde en la papeleta verde y así consecutivamente con cuatro colores más.
Procedió a sacar un cuaderno de portadas negras de su
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Yours
Yours
Make me
Groan with delight
Hold tight my fantasy
Fight against all the shackles
Keep me balanced, the room's spinning
We forsake all others, forsake ourselves too
While sating our thirst, while feeding our hungers
We tie up loose ends around each other's collarbones
By breaking bones and rules and taking everything for granted
Can't stop hiding the images behind my eyes and memorizing them
Swirling the lust around, a wine taster savoring intimate flavors
Floating on blues and greens, absorbing your sensuality too
Bodies intertwined, come down from above my frame
Fasten your mouth to mine, breathing tandem
Pressed together, it's urgent
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