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Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 3892 Registered: 11-1998 |
Honorable Mention Sgriob Gary Blankenship Sgriob* pick up the phone before it rings answer the door before the knock Before he touches her, before his breath disturbs the fine hairs on the back of her neck, before her clothes wrinkle, her palms sweat and thighs ache although he is quiet as a becalmed sea, she knows he’s there, the atoms of air between them compressed until they squeak in protest She knows what he will do, each movement his fingers will make and her upper lip trembles in anticipation He speaks -Babe, I think…- and she knows feel the wind hear the branch before it breaks *Scottish for the itchiness that overcomes the upper lip just before taking a sip of whisky |
