Submissions by e_thompson

yes does not always mean yes
after coercion
guilt
chaos
what was once my no
became a yes after three drinks and a j
but yes does not always mean yes
after four drinks my legs spread easier than my lips
and from them spilled my vulnerability
and suddenly I became a prize to a man
that won his yes
through jack and coke
my nightmares still smell of whiskey
on the breath of all the men I love