Shade Literary Arts

"When her dress was too short to hold despair, her hands urging to exchange hurt for ecstasy. She vogues cunt like 2,3,4. Pose. 5 and 6, dip — so we don’t forget, some Legends are not a myth, but a call for emerging."

"the last time a crush like this survived i was in college: in proximity to a boy   who sometimes got called my own name & i sometimes his. i hated this doppelgang—   even worse the coincidental attraction— but loved how, in a darkened hallway away from the party, i traced his insides."