Circe (_honeyspider) wrote in __aeaea,
Circe
_honeyspider
__aeaea

When Leather is a Whip - Martín Espada

At night,
with my wife
sitting on the bed,
I turn from her
to unbuckle
my belt
so she won't see
her father
unbuckling
his belt
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