True/False Hopes (NSFW)



I want to hear you between my thighs.

When you leave, I sometimes pick up the pieces of you that you left on my skin—a bruise, a scratch, wet trail marks of where your lips has been on my body, and bring it close to my chest. My body is a wasteland, my heart a hollowed tree, and still I wonder, how you manage to slip away from my grasp.


In the mood to melt on your hungry tongue.


True/False Hopes
is a Millenial meditation on self-love, gripping hopelessness, and places (in between.) 


(In order)

Self-portrait, Anonymous
Flash fiction by Iyyah Sinarimbo
Digital, I'M GLAD I MET YOU THIS YEAR, 2016 by Augustine Paredes
Flash fiction by Iyyah Sinarimbo
Photo, FIELD NOTES (running series) by Augustine Paredes
Portrait, CHEAP THRILL (set; one of eleven) by Jahre Criste
Flash fiction by Iyyah Sinarimbo
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