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September Kiss
Kisses bring news.
Hers opened with memories and unkindled rage, born of the sins of the various fathers she'd known.
Her mouth pressed against him, as did her body; also her eyes that seemed not to see yet were x-rays seeking a reading.
He imagined fangs poised at his neck, ready to rip at the least seeming fatherly move.
He showed his own, grown in defense against fathers as well, and then pulled them back and lay naked, awaiting decision.
He felt her uncoil, as did he, and from there they bled out toward canyons and rapids and somewhere beyond, the roar of the sea and white uncombed beaches, a timeless moon bathing in surf at the end of the world...
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Comment by Jamie Hogan on September 25, 2012 at 10:16pm -
G, not often enough.
RC, this is nitro glycerine and champagne, blended. Agree with Angela - the final line is sublime.
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Comment by Angela on September 25, 2012 at 9:25pm -
That history visits every time, doesn't it? Your final sentence is full and sweet.
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Comment by Ron. Lavalette on September 24, 2012 at 9:15pm -
Marvelous, magical writing all the way through, but the last sentence is a real mind-blower. Salute!
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Comment by Gita on September 24, 2012 at 3:34pm -
How often do you suppose it occurs to fathers that what they do will have consequences that last their child's entire life and color that child's every experience?
What you write is so true.
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