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When women tickle our pinna with their tongues, they leave cool stains like tree shade to duck under when the world comes hot and constant like breath.

Christof 27-Jun-07/6:00 AM
Hi - good to see you again! Like this a lot. 'Cochlea' is a strangely anatomical word to use, it makes me feel almost queasy, and I think that's good - shows just how far those women burrow into us, even though we'd like to pretend they don't. A good tension between that and the last stanza. Nice one.




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