The minutiae of my life ( Read more... )

"I love you, Frangipani girl," he said ( Read more... )

Green is the colour of my thirst
and insides. I saw him waist down
in iridescent green
And now I am half woman, half liana
Swallowing green greedily
As I plunge
To take root inside of him.

(c) Shalu

"What's in it for me?" you ask ( Read more... )

Low and slow
Marinated piece by piece
In my blood
Tenderly
The prime cut that is you
I cook myself a meal
It cools
It simmers
It boils
It rages
Come
I'm hungry tonight
And
The crystal that I crush
Underneath my heels
Is to celebrate you
As you've never been eaten before.

-(c) Shalu