my sub
he feeds me rolls of twenties
sticky from his anxious fingers his eyes can’t land until i whip him with my tongue and then
so solid release carves him into a huMan
his nails curling around the toes of my socks the edges of his lips twitching and when he
texts me “sorry mistress” from the laundromat
i imagine him sitting in front of the machine that perpetual tear drop of a face
reflected in the undertow of the pay per use washer
&This is how he can pretend he is drowning in
my sudsy lingerie
Breton Lalama (they/he) is a queer, trans human who combines mediums to encourage sociopolitical dialogue and bring attention to the weird parts of everyday life. They really like tomato soup. In his work, they are currently excited by explorations of identity and multiplicity.
You can find their work in Harlot X Trans Sex Workers Zine, Feels Zine, Open Heart Forgery, Crush Zine, Saved By Sex Ed, Toho Journal. Breton is grateful to be part of Nightwood Theatre’s Write From The Hip cohort, 2020-2021.