No 1: FOJ

PHOTO BY LUCIA AUERBACH

REBECCA KOPELMAN

My scarred breast is falling from my top and i love you. My father is scared of me and i love you. My pupils are dilated and my gums are sweating and i love you enough to bathe with you, enough to be near you without fucking you. 

I mean, you can fuck me if you want to, but i’d prefer if you’d just hold me. I mean, you can fuck me and then hold me after. I mean, only if you feel like holding me. If not, just fuck me and then fuck me again. 

I mean, put your lips to mine without kissing me, for a moment. I mean

Brush my wet hair, please. Please, I’m on my knees in the snow, I’m soaked to the bone and i love you. I mean, if you love me. 

I mean, I want to hear you say it back.