Every Dark Desire - the poem.

 

 

Last month at my book release party in Tampa, a couple of fab queer spoken word artists created original poems about my work. Their enthusiasm for my work and their desire to write something original for the party carried me on a tide of happiness all night. This tasty bite is from Adrien Julious. 

 

Every Dark Desire - a poem by Adrien Julious.

 

This is home

This sand that has shifted time and space under my toes

Under my back 

I want to lay here

Joining home with love until it is all the same

Looking up

Watching the moon and the sun play double dutch with the sky

Until I feel the tide lapping at my feet

As my lover brings me to the throes of passion

In this moment I forget that it is she who has denied me this glimpse,

this smell, this feel of my home

Who turned me into a beast so that mango and cassava no longer quench

my thirst like the blood of a young man

Who stole me away from my ancestors

She was busy writing my present with palms and fangs

While I alternated between pain and pleasure

Mentally and physically

Internally and externally

 

As lightning bolted into my pussy

And blood from my brain rushed towards my clit

I could only think of all the losses I'd suffered because of this beast

And all the gains

Life

Forever

But is everlasting life and carnal fucking worth my daughter and my family

These thoughts tossed backwards and forwards in my head

As Silvija fucked me harder, faster, and deeper

Pushing free thoughts out of my mind and every dark desire into where

my soul used to be

I didn't know if I still had a soul

If it had been replaced years ago in that hotel room or

If I had been replacing it with bits and pieces of the humans I had

stolen life juice from

And in this moment as Silvija grips my hips with her hands

Blazing fire into the pit of my belly

As my body plays rocking horse moving frantically across the sand

And I begin to cum

Howling at the moon of my ancestors

I think of how I will ravage her pussy with my tongue

And every dark desire is all that matters.

 

 

The Polyamory Article, Ode to Every Dark Desire, and More! (July Newsletter)

A few days ago, I left the house to go to an art opening. It had been a long day of half-assed editing and disappointment with my Work in Progress, so it was high time I left the house to do something a little less like work. But, on the way to the art gallery, I made a left turn instead of a right; driving to the beach instead of the art district where there was free sushi, great new art, and friends waiting to be enjoyed.

When I got there, the beach was lovely and peaceful. With only a scattering of people, the sun hidden behind evening clouds, and sunset not too far off. I lay back in the sand and my mind settled. I watched the waves and felt at peace. In that moment, I really appreciated being in Miami. There’s nothing like having the beach close by and living in a city that’s almost too beautiful to be real.  

That evening as I lay looking up at the sky, I realized that Miami, as heavy as it is, can sometimes help to lift a weight from your shoulders.

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