John D Lowther

A Sonnet from 555

The other other gender.
I’m not reclaiming any authenticity of the erotic self, I’m not fantasizing about the golden age of sexual happiness.
As a culture, they fetishize the anus and memorialize it in song.
I kissed him with the wet of her sex on my mouth.
I thought I was a lesbian until I found your blog, now I don’t know what the fuck is going on.
Abilities cannot be accurately measured with self-reports.
The only serious thing is invention.
The old world is dying away, and the new world struggles to come forth: now is the time of monsters.


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