#dani wheeler

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A little gift for my bestie @captainsaltypear of her captainsona Dani with mark

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“You should wear your hair down more often….”

Blorbo trade of our captain’s for @captainsaltypear

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Captain Dani my beloved😭💕✨💫

Dani belongs to my bestie @captainsaltypear

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Happy Valentine’s Day 🍐💗 🐇

Dani(left) belongs to @captainsaltypear and Bean(right) belongs to me

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Milk

If your restraint is this erotic, I cannot imagine your liberation. Lift me up to the table so I can reach for something spillable. The way a toddler does: always reaching, just for the want, not for the actual milk. It’s not about thirst. I was thinking, when you drove me home, that I should just grab your hand and I’d suck on your fingers the way I would your cock, just so you’d know. Know…

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Bread

Bread, but I use your arms to make it. They are my arms, too. There is no kitchen where we are not together. Even when you are in the other room, I am your arms. Lifting wood to make a ceiling. For us. To live under. Wide beams, like the inside of a ship or the way we’d link arms to make a basket. Those are my arms, too. We feed each other crusts with our arms. With the hands. I make sure you…

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Apples

The way I cupped your chin. Like I can pull it from a tree. And then here, in the mirror, you exist. In my palm. I keep thinking delicious. The things I want are delicious. Dani Wheeler lives in Iowa City and is the poetry editor for River Styx. She is currently at work on a collection of essays. Her work can be found online at https://www.daniwheeler.com.