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Mouth Full of Pins

by Sara Lippmann

Stand up straight, he says, taking me by the shoulders and steering me toward the full length. Wha -? Look, just look at you, look good and hard, c’mon, closer, take a serious look; revolving my body like a tailor at work he pinches now lifts, spreading my ass with his hands. Don’t you turn yourself on? As he pricks I think about fucking myself, shiny. I say what he wants me to say.

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Sara Lippmann has work published or forthcoming in Word Riot, the Mississippi Review, Fiction at Work, Slice, Carve, All Things Girl and elsewhere. She lives in Brooklyn.