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murmur of rumour

hear me out, i said and you made out what you did, and repeated when i was out of hearing. am i  that important to be talked about, a topic of interest or is it the scope to twist and … Continue reading

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Book Me!

I felt his gaze, scorching through me and involuntarily, turned and looked, taking in the wavy hair, the rolled-back sleeves- seven out of ten, I decided. Before I could make up my mind on whether to make a pass, he … Continue reading

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Multiply and populate

We are into one another. We never tire of the other/s. When such is the state of affairs (pun very much intended), it’s natural that we multiply, with great gusto, precision and permanency and our offspring populate all spaces imaginable; … Continue reading

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Creamed

She squeezed, merciless, focused and impatient. I wheezed, spluttered, spattered a bit of myself onto her palm. Repeat a few times over and the effort lay glistening on her palm. Yes, she was finally done and was now lathering it all over … Continue reading

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the Guessing Game

i wish you’d miss me or say some such, make me feel that i too matter, to you at times, maybe, more… can’t you make out that i need to be told and like not the conjectures that twist out … Continue reading

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Drawing first blood

i wished to disappear and thus wipe the stain. Why wasn’t i allowed to faint and plead away from this- mess, blood and gore. Wasn’t i too young to go through this slippery, painful path? Why didn’t i have a … Continue reading

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55 fiction: Intimacy

I knew him better than his wife. I knew that he liked to pee standing up and did this despite repeated admonitions from his wife. I knew that he sweated more on his left brow than on his right and that he … Continue reading

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