Prism & Pen
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I Was Loveless Until a Gay Hookup App Night Proved me Wrong

Please let me love and desire again

Photo by Alexander Sinn on Unsplash

Since the night I met P for a one-night-stand hookup, I can’t stop thinking about him. His smell lingers still. What is his perfume? He smelled good that night. Those balmy lips delighted me. His dark eyes were like two gleaming marbles, warming up the aging, cold soul of mine.




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Doody Richards

Doody Richards

A newly converted Novocastrian & a storyteller. I story-tell travel, minimalism, mindfulness & anything in between.

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