Lilac Wine :: a warzone towards haiku

March 13, 2011


Filed under: Text — Tags: , — Lilac @ 10:13 pm

I feel like play-dough, Daddy.

You get your little girl high, position her on hands and knees and control her limbs with precision. I feel a map of muscle memory being written. We’ll call this position On Hands and Knees.

Later I get a peanut-butter-and-jelly sandwich.


February 9, 2011

Peach flavour

Filed under: Text — Tags: , — Lilac @ 10:52 pm

I am starved til evening, then hand-fed a cup of peach yogurt. I’m turned on by the shame of wanting it so meekly, each slow sweet thick bite. Thank you, Daddy.

I’ll take care of my little girl.

November 12, 2010


Filed under: Text — Tags: — Lilac @ 8:43 pm

He plays boy-of-sixteen to my 13-going-on-14 virgin. You suck cock like a pornstar! Maybe you’ll be a pornstar when you grow up.
I make this sound of anguish, lips wrapped around his cock. I want to be a writer.

You can write about sucking my cock.

July 10, 2010


Filed under: Text — Tags: — Lilac @ 2:00 pm

Daddy at the door, navy blue shirt and pink sprinkled donuts for his lil’ girl. There is perfect innocence in it.

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