they called me the door to eden (fey_seraph) wrote in terriblegirl,
they called me the door to eden

xposted to queer_poets, _hmm, and queeredbodies

I edit a zine called The Looking Glass. Right now we are accepting submissions for the May/June issue. I am hoping to do a collection of prose peices in a specific format. The format I propose is for each contributer to alternately describe, in prose or poetry, themselves as butch and as femme. The total length of both peices should not be more than one page, and preferably less.

To show you what I mean, this is mine:

I wander out onto the balcony, the velvet skirt teasing my slender legs. The wind is warm and soft. I lift my arms above my head and twirl, the blonde hairs on my arms shining in the sun. The water is brilliant and sensual. "I am happy," I whisper softly into the wind, and it breathes in my words and chases them away into silence.

I lie in bed facing you. You are shirtless, your broad hairless chest open to my tongue and roaming hands. I lick your nipples hungrily, kiss your bellybutton, then lean back. "You should take off your pants," I say tactlessly, but knowing I can get away with saying it. I run my hand down your pale side to your hipbone. You shake your head. "No," you say. I want to rip off your clothes. I want to devour you. Instead I hold your shaggy head in my hands and kiss you. "We don't have to do anything you don't want to do," I say, achingly. I get up and put on a slightly grungy hoodie, and stumble down to the bathroom. I stare at my face in the glow of the incandescent bulb.

If your entry is accepted you will recieve a free issue of LJ #4 in the mail. I also found doing this to be a good personal experience, so even if you don't want to submit anything, try it for yourself anyway.

Thanks alot!
<3 brandon
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