Tag: Karen Cline-Tardiff

In This Place by Karen Cline-Tardiff

In This Place Beer comes in a can      and they’ve got Old Crow      in the well and      everyone knows not to      play A17 when Knucklehead      Dave’s had more than four beers, The pool table has quarters      laid down the rail      and no one jumps their      turn to slam that 8-ball,      unless that 8-ball happens      to …

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Devoured by Karen Cline-Tardiff

Devoured You ate everything I lay before you, Plucked my eyes, licked your fingers, and waited for me to give you more. As I smelled your musky scent, you played games and stole my nose, refusing to give it back, choosing instead to nibble on it while I slept dreaming of you. Next you devoured …

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