Rice Cracker Sex

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All nicely wrapped
Quiet until shaken

Sitting quietly 
Waiting to be chosen

Dry, composed and well-arranged
On your crinkly plastic tray

So composed
Preserved with your silica pack or condom

Suddenly all sticky
Damaged with humidity

Of sex—desire
Sitting on someone’s tongue

Moisture is your greatest enemy
And your closest friend

Broken mouth
Shattered in hand

Gum slicing shards
Jostling and the after taste

Telltale bruises
Like seaweed stuck on teeth

Sex can be rice crackers
Stale crumbs in the corners of the bag

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Sex can be the apple pie flaky crust cloyingly sweet experience in the United States, the mouth singeing chilli-pepper tongue blistering interaction on Guam or even the shell game surprise of biting into a steam bun in Hong Kong. But for Paul, his food of choice is rice crackers. 

SexBy Paul Kennedy (From The Western Pacific, South East Asia, Europe & Alaska. Living in Tokyo)TCK, TCK TOWN, Third Culture Adult, third culture kid, sex, Guam, American, United States, american, sexuality, condom, condoms, Hong KongComment