Posted on February 3, 2012
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Editor’s Note: Dalet Gallery is located at 141 N. 2nd Street, Philadelphia, Pa. To see more of Leah MacDonald’s work, go to the search bar at the top of the page: enter name and click the green icon.
Posted on February 3, 2012
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Editor’s Note: Dalet Gallery is located at 141 N. 2nd Street, Philadelphia, Pa. To see more of Leah MacDonald’s work, go to the search bar at the top of the page: enter name and click the green icon.
Editor’s Note: To learn more about Harvey Finkle’s photographs, go to the search bar at the top of the page: enter name and click the green icon.
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Posted on January 31, 2012 – Copyright 2012
Posted on January 29, 2012 by A.H. Scott
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Tickle my fancy with your words
Run your pen against my mind
My eyes expand with heavy breath as I read across the page
Every word you’ve written me has taken me to an aroused stage
Tickle me soft, as the feathers of your quill make me laugh
Tickle me harder, as a golden pen scratches my surface
Bathed in words placed from your mind to mine
I’m enraptured by your pen always when I read your words
And, oooh, here comes another swirl against my brain again
My pupils dilate in a dance of desire for these letters
Lips purr with every pronoun dribbled onto each page
Fingertips roll lightly down my thighs, as each paragraph and sentence rise
Mmm, I love to be tickled in so many ways
Now, you know my secret
Your words just have me in this way…..
About The Author: Draped in freedom’s spirit, A.H. Scott is a sizzling scribe of unveiling sensuality. Residing in New York City, this writer is armed with pouting pen of passion and pulsating digits pounding against keyboard. Between this lady’s manicured fingers, a snaggy stylus lacerates parchment and masticates digits against a misting keyboard towards a just climax literary longing. She’s a new voice and vision of fiction. who has been writing short stories and poetry ever since childhood.
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Copyright 2012
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Posted on January 28, 2012 by A.H. Scott
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She had long legs
He was built like a tree
She wrapped those long legs around his back
Relishing this aspect of human nature, she waited to extract his sap
Against the window sill, they rocked back and forth
Strands of raindrops outside fell
Furling white curtain slightly blown by a breeze through the window
Her ass so tan and beautiful
Long black hair down her back was brushed aside by his roving hands
Down and up against the black metal sill they exhaled and inhaled each other
His crew-cut gave him a bit of fuzz on top
Her wine colored fingernails were like a roll on the top of his head
Pumping and humping on a rainy night
Intermingling on a window sill with no care or fright
A couple walking on the street below saw a curtain of white wave in the night air
Flag of fantasy’s surrender was what they saw
As the couple grinding gave into completion’s courtyard
Couple on the street tittered and stood watching
Lady with long legs and her man kept on bopping
Realizing that the curtain was no longer their mask of privacy
She laughed and he asked with a shrug, “Stop?”
Whisper came from the lips of wine, “Never”
Rain kept rolling
Body flow of desire kept growing
Couple on the street heard that moment, gazed at one another
A simple howl from the parted window sill occurred
Couple below didn’t need to say a word, as they kissed in the rain
Long legged lovely and crew-cut lumberjack of love held onto one another tightly
Couple above and couple below both found the rain to be quite magical on that breezy night
About The Author: Draped in freedom’s spirit, A.H. Scott is a sizzling scribe of unveiling sensuality. Residing in New York City, this writer is armed with pouting pen of passion and pulsating digits pounding against keyboard. Between this lady’s manicured fingers, a snaggy stylus lacerates parchment and masticates digits against a misting keyboard towards a just climax literary longing. She’s a new voice and vision of fiction. who has been writing short stories and poetry ever since childhood.
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Copyright 2012
Posted on January 27, 2012 by Elizabeth Southward
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……….As I was going through my wardrobe in anticipation of the sitting with TW, an overwhelming feeling of anxiety came over me. I was born and raised in a catholic environment with fairly conservative parents. I wondered how my family would react to a compilation of eroticism and fashion. Modeling had only become a recent passion of mine. I have participated in shoots ranging from avant-garde to beauty, but I never agreed to the nudity genre. To this day, I have conformed to my far from liberal background. Ultimately, I was intimidated by Tony’s visions.
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Don’t get me wrong, I have always admired TW’s work and his eye for beauty—I just could never envision myself in any of his models’ shoes. I knew one of the models he had previously collaborated with, who seemed so in tune with her body and sexuality. He reminded me of a fatherly figure who had an innate passion for art and enormous love for the female body. Both key traits I admire.
Copyright 2012
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About The Author: Elizabeth Southward currently studies English at Saint Joseph’s University in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. She hopes to pursue the field of Public Relations upon her graduation. She sought out modeling at the end of May 2011, and currently spends her free time partaking in shoots. She was signed to Reinhard Agency in Philadelphia in August of 2011. She hopes to continue modeling full-time upon graduation and model internationally.
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Her interests include volunteering at the Camden County Animal Shelter in Blackwood, NJ. She specifically nurtures felines in preparation for adoption. Other interests include: tutoring elementary age children, fashion, reading the classics, baking, traveling, and attending cultural events in the Philadelphia area.
Artwork by LouPop: With permission of the estate of Anthony Colagreco. Copyright 2012
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Editor’s Note: To learn more about the life and times of LouPop, go to the search bar at the top of the page: enter name and click the green icon.