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  Marlea Evans

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8/10/2019

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The Longevity of Sex. A Tiny Story.
The sex was all. Sex with a capital S. Craving deep womb yearns, I’d had them before, so, so what? Sweaty hay rolls were not the glue that stuck us together as the WE of today. No, it was the negatives, the no’s, the-I-will-not’s and the fuck you’s. It was misanthropy, doubt of all, too smart and so dumb, felt young we would die alone, and soon! The business of life was sad if you had a brain; we knew the shiny lights were coming from a Matrix, we were targets, we were nothing, so we laughed. And laughed. More sex. The unbearable lightness of being sagged into a long time in No Time. Great health insurance came with his job and we said Yes to make sure that I was covered. End of story. World without end, amen.
 

 

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