The Canary Cowards

by Jescie Hall

of my neck. This kiss is the kind you wish to never have. You feel it in places you didn't know existed.

She just became the most interesting person to me. One of the most respectable. Most admirable.

“Tell me I can kiss you.” The way he always asks for my consent by somehow demanding it makes me stir with this chaotic need I've stored away my entire life. Until him.