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One thing I’ll never know is how it feels for a man to fuck a woman for the first time…the way it feels for his cock to push up into a brand new piece as he wins the war and makes his claim and spreads his seed. the whole world turns on that feeling: all the babies and infidelities and fashion and art and stories and desires and families waiting to be formed and families waiting to be broken--I wanna watch yr face as u spread yr seed, I wanna hear u groan, I wanna see what I can’t feel…as u devirginize her on my white CK sheets, the blood making tiny zig-zags that fade from the bright red of the living present into the sturdy brown of history itself.



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