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<p>1. <strong>Oil</strong><br><em>Content warning: Religious Undertone</em><br> <br>on the bathroom sink stands a bottle of anointing oil/ tonight/ she is not home/ so this oil / following grunts if release onto the titled wall/ will cast out children/ and spill milk/ my rod shall throb/ and i will find sleeps path with ease /<br> <br>2. <strong>Nene</strong><br>how do you want it, Nene?<br>slow strikes that<br>tell you how elastic your vagina<br>can become?<br>that stretch you into many shapes;<br>that twist you into a body in motion?<br>or do you want them hard and<br>fast enough to<br>shift your womb?<br>how about both, babe?<br> <br>3<strong>. 10:00 p.m</strong><br>she’s awake &amp; naked in bed<br>there hovers around euphoria from<br>knee-jerking orgasms—<br>her lover has still not returned—<br>she can only think of one book title:<br>Yinka, where is your husband?<br>she will wait for him—<br>and when he returns, she will know<br>the sweetness of a penis’ cap:<br>she will wear pleasure like a sleeve<br>as she hops on a dick.</p>
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<p><strong>About Nene:</strong></p>
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<p>Nene is a writer and editor from Cross River. She writes poetry and prose and likes to sing. </p>
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