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Today, the heart beat of another soul suspended my own. Connection and community are the elements of life that feed me. And I can only call it Pride… “What a Difference a Year Makes”, is what I named the Rivers … Continue reading
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Sex. When she curls against me, all that I can do is arch my body into hers, wanting to be her smaller spoon, and happy that she is my bigger one, no question. We lay this way for hours, sometimes … Continue reading