"This girl thing,
I don't know
it's different
but not
so much so."
" How do you mean?"
(A too afraid
of what society
will think of her
to try it herself)
debutante asks
she wants to
vicariously experience
the girl on girl
lower
crack
neighborhood
phenomenon
through me
while I'm explaining
she spreads her legs
just an inch
gently rubbing her thighs
with her finger tips
completely unaware of the
unconscious implication
she wants it all right.
"That's right baby,
come to me."
I say in my head
I want to
slide my tongue
between
her
strawberry slush
fuck her
from
behind
with my
strap -on
and listen to her scream
my name,
" Oh Linda, Linda!"
simultaneously
manipulating
her tickle box
my mouth salivates
like a fox
about to eat
a farm bred chicken
I lick
my dry lips
hard
my pomegranate
melts
under the
pressure
she looks away
and changes
the subject
god damn bitch
for asking me
about the subject
in the first place
" Excuse me!"
I run
to the bathroom
to get
myself off.
I come out of the ladies room
all sweaty and shit
there she is
sitting pretty
clean and dry
admiring herself
in her compact
applying lip gloss
prick tease.
Linda
Rosenkrans is a writer residing in Santa Monica, California.
She attributes her writing inspiration to L.A's ghouls,
goblins, and geeks who have touched her life in one
way or another. Her short stories and poetry are featured
in magazines such as: Abby's Realm, Any Dream Will
Do Review, Babel Magazine, Cherry Bleeds, Darklives.com,
EIDOS Magazine, Erosha, Fighting Chance Magazine,
FreeSexStory.com, Get Underground.com, Girlphoria,
KungFu Online, Megaera, Muse Apprentice Guild, The
Nocturnal Lyric, Poetry Superhighway, Prometheus,
Scriberazone, The Tin Lustre Mobile, Thunder Sandwich,
Undershorts, Unlikely Stories, 63channels, and many
others.
