Poetry / November 2009 (Issue 9)
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Preface to a Pornographer's Dirty Book |
by Kristine Ong Muslim
Love is foreplay waiting to happen, and girls, girls are nothing but paper and twigs and filthy river water under a layer of woman's skin. I let them smolder before me like golden skies from forgotten afternoons. First, I do no harm. I tell viewers their favorite side of the story. I expose mouths filled with the whimpering of dead gods. I render spines curved in half-light, mirrors repeating what can otherwise be forgotten in the bedrooms we only see in our minds when our wives and our daughters are sleeping. |
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