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GALLERY 14
Featuring photography by Don Schaeffer
Poetry by Jackson Raven, Amanda Oaks

(c)Don Schaeffer
i want to see you standing in moon clippings, on dozer tracks 7 miles up a dirt road on your way to the land of disregard me, you’ll see that someday I wasn’t just the one who left you crawling in the meaning of your passing days with plums on both thumbs i only left to say i faked it, not once did i cum what kind of good girl am i? -Amanda Oaks

Long Way
By Jackson Raven

Its still a long way to Arizona

The driver
cluster fucking my tits with
sleazy sideways rearview glances

And I will
place my feet on the back of the seat
legs akimbo
let your eyes limbo on these young thighs
you backward arse country fucker

Another sucker for a pretty girl

Belly saggin on the steering wheel
one chubby hand
coping a secret feel of his
bulging crotch

Tongue
still tainted by this mornings
Mc fucken burger
slides over lips in fantasy anticipation

And still
such a long way to Arizona
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