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That Desire Called Sin
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100 That Desire Called Sin after Forugh Farrokhzad Naked, you climb the boulder with a flashlight and mother’s painted bowl brimming with cherries. You whisper to the moon, I must be mad. You’ve come to wash away your sins, but the creek giggles, runs watery hands on your thighs as Venus stares, spreads her molten blue beams on your hair. The cherries explode red in your mouth and you spit out the seeds as if each is a planet crusted with guilt, swallow the soft flesh murmuring, nothing’s more delectable than sin. ...