Avril, cheese, shin, Coxie

Cheese and Shin

She sealed my lips, with hers. We opened our mouths and kissed. We all taste or smell of cheese: under our skins, between our toes, in our body folds, our glands. Avril tastes of sweaty dana blue.

Once we’d finished kissing, I held her in my arms, ‘What did he do to you this time, Avril?’

Cherry Pie is awesome