poetry

A surreal watercolour painting of a black sky, red sea, and green creatures. Many planets seem to rise in the sky, and there appear to be gohsts and amoebas coming out of the sea.

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Poems by Inky Lee.

I knew of an asian man. His body was small and he was going blind. He quit his office job and was training to become a masseur – to see with his hands while his eyes cease to see. He was a devout christian and was known to pray for many hours every day. People called him a holy man. One time, I went to his place to get a massage. After the massage, he prayed for me. As I was about to leave, he smirked and told me to never bring a black man home because that would make my mother go into a long fast.

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sparks from a fire fly through dark night air

god//dess

this body never existed for your dick my skin does not expect your desperate touch a pussy built to feel warm desirable love   every femme is meant to be…

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TAKING FORM

    UNION Decamping from the world intuition as art sacred, profane, hermetic united in one flesh + boxing gloves ready for attack / withdrawal simple flower reed of night…

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