OMGoddess!

I have NEVER seen such a hot fucking bunch of poetry.

Seriously, you need a glove on one hand to hold the book and lots of lube in the other.

The writer, Trebor Healey, is a Faerie currently in LA but clearly spent lots of time in SF.

Just a quick verse from one poem.

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Salad Boy

I called him Caesar
cuz he was a whole damn salad to me
His fist up my ass like a head of lettuce

When I fucked him
his cock got all red and exploded
like a firecracker in a tomato
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Anyone else read any of his work?

Hugs,

Rig Daddy