Calliope Readings
“The martini is an honest drink, tasting exactly what it is and nothing else. There’s no sugar in a martini; no egg whites, no rums, no shaved almonds, no fruit juice, no chocolate, and no spices. A martini is not served in a pineapple shell nor a piece of rolled up canoe bark, and there are no disgusting pieces of flotsam around the top. It is a clear, clean, cold, pure, honest drink – especially designed for people with established values and a liking for purity, even in their vices”
Donald G. Smith
It rattles me to witness myself drunk and oozing with desire. Rejected and rambling about how I am turning into a ghost. The more I desire the more ghostly I get, the more I ooze. I look at my hands - they say they are the first to betray an aging woman. So I ramble. So I drink, So my hands dont look much different to me than they did three years ago but then again I see them every day. Used to be I could get any man to lick my foot or finger with or without honey and they’d do it. Now I betray myself every time I try to act like a lady because I am prone to tantrums like a child.
No one wants to read about how you can't find the right words
To beautify your insignificant little fuckscapade in the city.
To beautify your insignificant little fuckscapade in the city.
Martini Prayer was presented as part of Calliope Readings at M.Leblanc in August 2023
