tteokkiishe is my phantasmatic lover who penetrates me with the dildonic intimacy of a clandestine tryst. i deny her, turn my face away from her gimlet gaze, and yet i ache for her on my knees when i fill my mouth with another's pleasure. my soft belly is stretched taut by her fanged desire, catastrophically. my flesh is weeping as it strains to contain it all, and i understand, finally, what it means to be loved.
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