please. Tell the hounds who undress
me with their eyes — I have nothing
to hide. I will spread myself



wide. Here, a flash of muscle. Here,
some blood in the hunt. Now the center
of the world: my incandescent cunt.



All hail the dark blooms of amaryllis
and the wild pink Damascus,
my sweet Aphrodite unfolding



in the kink. All hail hot jasmine
in the night; thick syrup
in your mouth, forked dagger

— Safia Sinclair, Center of the World (via viperslang)