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Matilda Mink

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About Me

Matilda Mink is spoon-fed and spoiled. Cloaked in black eyeliner and bravado she walks with the confidence of a riding crop in hand. She is still vulnerable to perverted propaganda.After a brief stint in the phone sex industry, Matilda decided to talk dirty with her own vernacular and has been writing and reciting erotica ever since. A life held together with celluloid fantasies and typewriter ribbon spilled easily across the page.Although focused primarily on poetry her breathy performances have also been as well-received in the Northwest as they were in the Northeast. (The rest of the country has not yet had the pleasure.) However, as much as she adores the microphone and spotlight, Matilda truly believes that her product is best appreciated when whispered directly into one's ear. Therefore while it may appear that she has taken a break from the stage, she has really just shifted to more intimate, private venues.Her poems have been published in Velvet Heat (edited by Scott McMorrow) as well as online magazines including the Erotica Readers & Writers Association and The Portable Muse

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

mermaids, roller girls, rock stars, men who wear white dinner jackets, burlesque performers and acrobats

My Blog

Unaccompanied

Slinking into sleepLulled by the soft humOf my vibrator Strumming your song
Posted by on Tue, 26 Feb 2008 14:59:00 GMT

Bukowski

Fucking rareGlimpses of prolific behaviorFirst pint signalsStarter pistolPage alightDesperate exaggerationOf timeBefore babbling penScrambles independentlyIncoherentlyWithout regardFor rule abiding li...
Posted by on Wed, 12 Dec 2007 20:38:00 GMT

Ingress Haiku

Impaled on your cockYou pierced my heart, my cunt wasOnly the entrance
Posted by on Tue, 09 Oct 2007 11:05:00 GMT

Shunga

Pillow book UnraveledSecret treasure of the silk wormWoven into exaggerated talesEmbroidered brocadeSumptuous patternsDyed with delicate fingersLuxury beyond the skin exposedWhen a shoulder shrugsSo l...
Posted by on Mon, 24 Sep 2007 10:25:00 GMT

Skin

SkinNaked skinSweaty skinSoftly stretched over supple breastsSkin Damp goose bumpsShiver with discordant currentSoprano skinSinging with electric labiaShocked by its own wetnessSkinCovers soft blueVei...
Posted by on Sun, 19 Aug 2007 21:34:00 GMT

I Wrote This While We Were Having Sex This Morning

When We have sexI can hear The typewriter dancing with anticipationWhile Our hips makeCursive movementsConjointly formimgInfinitely perfect figure eightsWords paradeImpishly teasing me between orgasms...
Posted by on Sun, 19 Aug 2007 21:13:00 GMT

Fugitive

The weight of youIs not quite enough To restrain meSo I grasp At a muscular backLuring you deeperWith pungent lustWanton fingernailsMark you minePress harder Against my chest andMy fugitive heartMight...
Posted by on Sun, 19 Aug 2007 21:11:00 GMT

Bind Me

Calligraphic handsBind me to herWith a needleThreadedWounds healLike Chinese charactersOn rice paperScars inscribedAcross her chestI traced my fingersOver themAnd tried to learnHer alphabet
Posted by on Sun, 19 Aug 2007 21:09:00 GMT