Sorry for scant updates this week. One last wedding to prep for. Writing a review I hope to have this week if all works out. ~dS Don’t Mock It Or You’ll Try It a haiku by Dan Standing Legs merging[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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Frogged a sonnet by Dan Standing My clothes swallow up my receding form, Webbing spreads between each shrinking finger. The cavernous fabric folds down, still warm, Blonde strands vanish; none up or down linger. Milky skin dampens, gains deep shades[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Cat Life a poem by Dan Standing Sounds of bones being shifted and cracked, Skin prickles under growing fur. My body twists while I contract, The world gets bigger in a blur. New appendage sprouts from spine. A nail becomes[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
For those of you who missed my “My Frustration Is Your Opportunity” post – or just haven’t gotten around to leaving a comment – today is the last day to leave a comment/suggestion. Many thanks to those who left their[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Turn About a haiku by Dan Standing “Wish for more wishes.” She becomes a new genie. “Now I command you.”
By Any Name… a haiku by Dan Standing Finger pricked the thorn, Legs, breasts, and torso now stem. Petals rim my face. I’ll be back from traveling tonight, I will try to post ANYTHING other than a poem for tomorrow![…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Definition a limerick by Dan Standing A woman who wanted the best, Found a genie and wished with much zest; To be curvy and bosom, The definition of ‘woman.’ And now she is one giant breast.
Long Time a haiku by Dan Standing She sucked my nipple. I wished she could forever. Lips fuzed to breast, now.
Shrunken Scale a haiku by Dan Standing Getting so tiny. My breasts as wide as buttons, On me look like Ds.
Sty a limerick by Dan Standing There once was a woman of thirty, Who fucked, but would always feel dirty. So she wished it wouldn’t feel wrong, To rut like a pig all day long, And that’s why the sow[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…