The Poetry Project

Remembering

Gemma Boyd

that Amsterdam boutique hotel bed -
the room being of woman

myself written into a handheld
violin teacher - student porno

her instantly my milf
gave me raptures

she split time and
I was the I of a love hotel,
the feeling of a strap-on

her name a blizzard of Magdalene,
Magdalene, Magdalene, Magdalene

me, she pushed around her plate

Rachel has exactly the same mouth as Angie’s
V of the jug’s spout
her inside elbow

Jan liked to watch Jenny
relieve herself on country walks

Work from My Smutty Valentine: Queer Kinships and the Poetics of Smut with Anchoress Syndicate

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