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Sherlock Holmes’ Daughter (6)

I still remembered and felt every word I had brushed on her

by Ari Siletz
12-May-2010 (19 comments)
I slid my fingertips inside Katayoon’s blouse, thumbing her top button out of its buttonhole and gliding my hand inside her shirt. “Stop,” she whispered clutching my wrist tightly and slowly pulling it away from her breast. She held me from herself in this way for a long time, staring a meaning at me that I was not understanding. How disappointing to have said, “but you told me to undress you.” That much was apparent. She was saying there was a key to her body that I should find. But how could I be sure?>>>

POETRY

A garden from Galicia
by Azadeh Azad
12-May-2010 (4 comments)
He said he loved me
I dreamed he was a garden
My scent dwelt in him.
 
I said I loved him
He burned joy into my flesh
Our bed of jasmine >>>

POETRY

Heaven and Hell

(For K.)

by Sasan Seifikar
12-May-2010 (one comment)
Truly, heaven and hell are not
In another realm, dimension, or place
They are right here and now
Alas, there is no salvation
But peace is possible and real >>>