i imagine you as a morsel while i place you inside my needy mouth tasting you before I submerge you… tasting you before i hand your delicate scallop like flesh over to my violent tongue as it swirls you around and around like a merry-go-round in the front of my mouth thrashing you so wildly that your skin starts to tear and flake off, falling upon my curious gums, like autumn debris brushing against my velvet cheeks. my molars grind you into a flattened flesh diluting you with saliva so that you can slide easily down the dark pit of hell where you truly belong About the author:
My name is Hannah Myers. I am originally from British Columbia and grew up in Glasgow. I am studying for an MA in creative writing at UCC. I adore writing poetry, game narrative, flash, scripts and ‘dirty rap’. Authors I am interested in and influenced by are Ludmilla Petrushevskaya, Raold Dahl and Sylvia Plath.
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