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  • Writer's pictureKayleigh Willis

Highly Commended: 'The Bitch' by Kathrin Michaelis

When she wants it

mad lust soaks her eyes. She twists

free, loose-tongued, bounces at the stud,

thrusts out her backside, spreads her musk.

Her sex unclenches like a swollen fist.

When she doesn’t

her whole body snarls, tense and stiff,

hitched-up lips and eyes hard as frost.

Her growl scrapes her throat, a rusty

saw. Her Piss off, if you want to live

so clear. No man would dare misunderstand.

I regret my fangless mouth, my clawless hands.

All Rights. Kathrin Michaelis.

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