“He was there. / In the cold metal of the broken door frame, / in the dying heat of the laughter in the room— / The dewy grass of the backyard, / the heat of her velvety scream.”
Read More
Magical Musings
welcome to the literary home of pussy magic
a place for inclusive storytelling where we encourage you to be daring in sharing your magical truths
and where you will find the stories of our contributing writers and submission contributors
