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Mary Moore Dalton

07 Apr Mary Moore Dalton

worm picnic

 

hey boy, did you know there is a big star in the sky and if you go outside she will try to burn your skin?

our great sail resting on the dirt

my big tablecloth

your fingers are bigger than mine. i won the battle and the thumb war. my friend kate said , “first burn of the season” and then she called u a snail.

i put my sunblinds down, turned on my disco lights, and followed you soberly to my own orgasm.

happy wednesday afternoon. i love to wonder about you. spank me me hard enough and a sad story will emerge.

your knees and stomach make me scared.

i found you behind the house. you said you weren’t ignoring me. i broke my wine bottle. i said good, because I’m NOT one of your bitches. then we kissed.

your morning mouth was in the early stages. but i have decided to remember you tasting like a lime.

 


 

Mary Moore Dalton is a person from North Carolina. She is a big fan of big dog breeds and Madeleine L’engle. Writing this bio reminds her of her grandmother, who only spoke in third person.

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