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  • Writer's pictureDanielle Hayden

Strum me

Updated: Sep 15, 2020


"And when we’d fuck I’d climb on top of him and ride the art of his cock as hard as I could, wishing I was his guitar and not some fucked up damaged girl so that his fingers would strum me to death, strum me clean, strum me calm, strum me into a woman he’d write a song for."


—Lidia Yuknavitch, The Chronology of Water







I like her 2016 TED Talk too.

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