Valerie Bane looks for the ecstatic, the numinous, and the orgasmic...every day.
Saturday, April 27, 2013
The Serpent Appears
I
feel myself shedding my skin. What sticky-slimy serpent is now peeking out of the folds. Yet, I feel pieces of my old self
clinging to me like giant wrinkled sheets of old skin, waiting to fall off.
I
feel myself shedding my skin. What sticky-slimy serpent is now peeking out of the folds. Yet, I feel pieces of my old self
clinging to me like giant wrinkled sheets of old skin, waiting to fall off. 
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