Submissions by Nizana (Lauryn)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
My mother wrote poems when she was younger, mostly about love. Later she returned to poetry to express thoughts and desires that she'd squelched over time. She passed the torch to me (her daughter) when she entered treatment.
Words Becoming Flesh
March 18, 2024
His words still echo in the corners of my mind, "You are beautiful." Each syllable reverberated, causing a flutter in my heart. I knew he was married but his touch left me breathless. Surrendering to his embrace felt like falling into a dream where time ceased to exist and only our flesh was real.
Our betrayal of his wife and child was marked by the miracle of life blooming within me. I carry his essence, a tiny seed of new life taking root, growing with each passing day.
But what of her, this precious soul nestled within my womb? Will...
His words still echo in the corners of my mind, "You are beautiful." Each syllable reverberated, causing a flutter in my heart. I knew he was married but his touch left me breathless. Surrendering to his embrace felt like falling into a dream where time ceased to exist and only our flesh was real.
Our betrayal of his wife and child was marked by the miracle of life blooming within me. I carry his essence, a tiny seed of new life taking root, growing with each passing day.
But what of her, this precious soul nestled within my womb? Will...
#love
#lust
#pregnancy
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Letter of Thanks to David
Dear David,
I wanted to express my deepest gratitude for your ongoing support throughout my pregnancy. Your generous financial contributions have made a significant difference and have alleviated so much of the stress that comes with preparing for the arrival of our baby.
While I understand that our relationship had unintended consequences, I am genuinely thankful for the memories we share, particularly of that fateful night. I do regret the strain it placed on your marriage, and I hope that with time, wounds will heal.
On a brighter note, I am incredibly...
I wanted to express my deepest gratitude for your ongoing support throughout my pregnancy. Your generous financial contributions have made a significant difference and have alleviated so much of the stress that comes with preparing for the arrival of our baby.
While I understand that our relationship had unintended consequences, I am genuinely thankful for the memories we share, particularly of that fateful night. I do regret the strain it placed on your marriage, and I hope that with time, wounds will heal.
On a brighter note, I am incredibly...
#money
#gratitude
#pregnancy
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Another Origami Butterfly
I saw my little friend at the park again today.
She gave me another origami butterfly and,
looking back to her mother, said,
“Baby on board.” We all smiled.
When Joseph came home for lunch,
I showed him the butterfly and we folded
into one another for a little mid-day release.
When Joseph kissed my stomach,
I thought of that little girl, and
wondered what her life would become.
She gave me another origami butterfly and,
looking back to her mother, said,
“Baby on board.” We all smiled.
When Joseph came home for lunch,
I showed him the butterfly and we folded
into one another for a little mid-day release.
When Joseph kissed my stomach,
I thought of that little girl, and
wondered what her life would become.
#love
#pregnancy
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An Erotic Scene
The man’s gaze was like the sunrise, an epiphany shimmering in his eyes. Lauryn looked over his chest, a horizon stretching infinitely, luring her into uncharted realms.
There! She caught sight of the object of her longing. She felt the rise and fall of his breath. She watched transfixed as he became fully formed. His cock waited in the still half-light for any kindness the universe might offer.
Her thoughts went back to childhood and the kisses she’d stolen in the prayer garden while skipping service. Hadn’t God blessed her curiosity or at the very least, blessed the...
There! She caught sight of the object of her longing. She felt the rise and fall of his breath. She watched transfixed as he became fully formed. His cock waited in the still half-light for any kindness the universe might offer.
Her thoughts went back to childhood and the kisses she’d stolen in the prayer garden while skipping service. Hadn’t God blessed her curiosity or at the very least, blessed the...
#love
#sex
#erotic #prose
#erotic #prose
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Origami Butterflies
As children, we sat together folding construction paper into
origami butterflies with our teacher's guidance.
Our novice fingers smoothed the paper when finished
and we laughed while learning the geometry of life.
Later, we folded our bodies in new and pleasing ways,
bringing ourselves into alignment with each other.
Where there had always been separateness,
we found joy in union.
Where there had once been shame,
we found honor and pleasure in sharing
all that we’d carried since birth.
In those moments...
origami butterflies with our teacher's guidance.
Our novice fingers smoothed the paper when finished
and we laughed while learning the geometry of life.
Later, we folded our bodies in new and pleasing ways,
bringing ourselves into alignment with each other.
Where there had always been separateness,
we found joy in union.
Where there had once been shame,
we found honor and pleasure in sharing
all that we’d carried since birth.
In those moments...
#love
#sex
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Please Rest Dear Child
When I feel her kicking in my tummy,
I’m thankful for our common creatureliness.
I too kick and squirm when held too tightly.
Please rest dear child.
There will be time enough for
roaming freely in this beautiful world.
I’m thankful for our common creatureliness.
I too kick and squirm when held too tightly.
Please rest dear child.
There will be time enough for
roaming freely in this beautiful world.
#love
#mother
#LifeCycle
#daughter
#pregnancy
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Come
She knelt and placed her palms against his thighs.
He covered her hands with his and felt the cool tops of her young fingers.
She knelt in thanksgiving for this present moment of gladness.
Gladness for this world and her new place in it.
Gladness for the acceptance she felt.
Gladness for all that is handsome and kind.
Gladness for ways to satisfy her desire.
She knows that this moment in time, like all the passing moments of her life, is in the hands of something or someone beyond her.
Ruth smiles up to the man, whose face seems to be reaching...
He covered her hands with his and felt the cool tops of her young fingers.
She knelt in thanksgiving for this present moment of gladness.
Gladness for this world and her new place in it.
Gladness for the acceptance she felt.
Gladness for all that is handsome and kind.
Gladness for ways to satisfy her desire.
She knows that this moment in time, like all the passing moments of her life, is in the hands of something or someone beyond her.
Ruth smiles up to the man, whose face seems to be reaching...
#love
#sex
#orgasm
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Surrendering to Love
It was late summer in 1950. On the third floor of the Adolphus Hotel in downtown Dallas, Thomas and Ruth found their way to a bedroom filled with soft natural light from the curtains that faced north. Within minutes the floor was littered with clothing. Soon, Thomas was poised at the edge of Ruth's sacred place. He softly asked, “Are you sure?”
Tears came into Ruth’s eyes. A 26-year-old Dallas businessman was more powerful that a 17-year-old girl from modest means. His question reflected great restraint and respect at such a moment.
She said, “Yes” with a voice that...
Tears came into Ruth’s eyes. A 26-year-old Dallas businessman was more powerful that a 17-year-old girl from modest means. His question reflected great restraint and respect at such a moment.
She said, “Yes” with a voice that...
#love
#sex
#FirstLove
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Blinded By Love
In the summer of 1950, Dallas, Texas, was abuzz with excitement. Seventeen-year-old Ruth, with her sun-kissed hair and radiant smile, had won a local swimsuit contest, sending ripples of admiration through the community. Her parents beamed with pride as their daughter became a local sensation, gracing various service organizations with her presence, captivating hearts with her charm.
Among the admirers was Thomas, a dashing young man in his mid-twenties. Entranced by Ruth's beauty and spirit, he found himself drawn to her magnetic presence. Despite being eight years her senior and...
Among the admirers was Thomas, a dashing young man in his mid-twenties. Entranced by Ruth's beauty and spirit, he found himself drawn to her magnetic presence. Despite being eight years her senior and...
#love
#sex
#FirstLove
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Parallel Lives - Journal Entry: February 26, 2024
Journal Entry: February 26, 2024
Today, as I looked deeper into the historical archives of the Dallas Library, I unearthed another piece of my great-grandmother's story. Her presence seemed to leap out at me with a vibrancy that belied the passage of time and I could almost hear her whisper, “Keep searching for me.”
The photograph that caught my eye was one of her at the age of seventeen, radiant and beaming with the confidence of youth. She was the winner of a swimsuit competition held in Dallas in the summer of 1950. Her beauty was undeniable, a timeless elegance...
Today, as I looked deeper into the historical archives of the Dallas Library, I unearthed another piece of my great-grandmother's story. Her presence seemed to leap out at me with a vibrancy that belied the passage of time and I could almost hear her whisper, “Keep searching for me.”
The photograph that caught my eye was one of her at the age of seventeen, radiant and beaming with the confidence of youth. She was the winner of a swimsuit competition held in Dallas in the summer of 1950. Her beauty was undeniable, a timeless elegance...
#love
#historical
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When We Make Love
My daughter is very much a living being now.
Her life is near to me always and present for all things.
I feel her kicking and turning in my tummy.
I think her arms must reach for Joseph
when we make love to him.
Her life is near to me always and present for all things.
I feel her kicking and turning in my tummy.
I think her arms must reach for Joseph
when we make love to him.
#sex
#pregnancy
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She Loved
She lived with the endings of life ever-present.
Her significance wasn’t found in eternity or
some cosmic existence beyond this world.
No, she understood there would be a final,
arbitrary, and probably unplanned, ending to all
that she knew even though what she knew of life
was wonderful.
Her love wasn’t given with the expectation
she’d be your love for life. For her, the end was
at the sharp edge of every beat of her heart.
If her heart beat for you, you were a lucky human.
And so,...
Her significance wasn’t found in eternity or
some cosmic existence beyond this world.
No, she understood there would be a final,
arbitrary, and probably unplanned, ending to all
that she knew even though what she knew of life
was wonderful.
Her love wasn’t given with the expectation
she’d be your love for life. For her, the end was
at the sharp edge of every beat of her heart.
If her heart beat for you, you were a lucky human.
And so,...
#love
#erotic
#betrayal
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DU Poetry : Submissions by Nizana (Lauryn)