Seattle Erotic Art Festival Literary Art Anthology 2024

The Seattle Erotic Art Festival is pleased to present the 2024 SEAF Literary Anthology. Indulge in the sensual with poetry, flash, and short works from 35 authors. Explore pieces that speak to a range of sexualities and interests, some sweet, some violent. So curl up, on your own (or on someone else), and enjoy this exploration of eroticism.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Pan Eros Foundation
• Release date: Apr 18, 2024
• ISBN: 9798869242358

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Seattle Erotic Art Festival

Literary Art Anthology 2024

Seattle Erotic Art Festival

Literary Art Anthology 2024

The Seattle Erotic Art Festival is presented by the Pan Eros Foundation

Edited by Marissa Bea & Drea Talley

Copyright © 2024 Pan Eros Foundation

All rights reserved. This book or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the publisher except for the use of brief quotations in a book review or scholarly journal.

First Printing: 2024

Pan Eros Foundation

309 First Ave South

Seattle, WA 98104

www.thefspc.org

www.SeattleErotic.org

ISBN 979-8-8692-4234-1

Cover Art by Stasia Burrington

Cover Design by Josh Talley

In memory of

David Jones

1955—2023

Retired Chief Engineer

poet, father, husband, brother, friend

Master of Erotic Art

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Contents

Preface ................................................................................................................................... x

Poetry.............................................................................................................................. - 1 -

again ............................................................................................................................... - 3 -

Alfalfa .............................................................................................................................. - 4 -

Arachnophilia ............................................................................................................... - 5 -

Beads of Semen .......................................................................................................... - 7 -

cool honey, warmed .................................................................................................. - 9 -

Delicious ...................................................................................................................... - 11 -

Dripping Gold ............................................................................................................ - 12 -

Eyes Avert .................................................................................................................... - 13 -

the fire in my groin heart ...................................................................................... - 15 -

Flesh & Bone .............................................................................................................. - 17 -

Gold ............................................................................................................................... - 18 -

The Heartbeat ............................................................................................................ - 19 -

i was always mine ..................................................................................................... - 21 -

The Jabbercocky ....................................................................................................... - 23 -

Nobody Ever Wins Speedboner ......................................................................... - 25 -

Precarious Circuitry .................................................................................................. - 27 -

Redwood ..................................................................................................................... - 29 -

Sex Magick .................................................................................................................. - 31 -

Siren On Siren Action ............................................................................................. - 33 -

The Sky Cut in Half .................................................................................................. - 36 -

Sonnet No. 2 .............................................................................................................. - 37 -

Succumb ...................................................................................................................... - 38 -

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Touch Me Like This .................................................................................................. - 41 -

what if… ........................................................................................................................ - 43 -

What the Gods Intended ....................................................................................... - 44 -

Flash .............................................................................................................................. - 48 -

Cab Ride ...................................................................................................................... - 50 -

Earth Fuck .................................................................................................................... - 52 -

Freeze ........................................................................................................................... - 58 -

Honk if you’re Horny! An In-Depth Study on Clown Mating Rituals .... - 60 -

Ladybug ....................................................................................................................... - 63 -

Uvula ............................................................................................................................. - 65 -

Writing Coach ............................................................................................................ - 66 -

Short Fiction ............................................................................................................... - 70 -

A Deeper Truth {A PGC-Earth Story} ................................................................. - 72 -

Divinity Embodied .................................................................................................... - 96 -

Dragonflies .............................................................................................................. - 100 -

Gutted ........................................................................................................................ - 107 -

Haunted .................................................................................................................... - 113 -

Hob-nobblin’ with a Goblin—Oh What a Knight!..................................... - 125 -

Plant Based Parmesan ......................................................................................... - 128 -

Smooth ...................................................................................................................... - 133 -

The Royal Conception ......................................................................................... - 146 -

The Thread ............................................................................................................... - 151 -

Your Pussy Is Delicious ........................................................................................ - 157 -

Artist Biographies .................................................................................................. - 166 -

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Preface

It’s a fascinating time to be a creator.

From the surge in AI generated content to trying to find a place for your work amidst the algorithm and what can feel like an already congested marketplace, being a writer in the current era is not for the faint of heart. For all the frustration, however, the alternative—not writing—is surely worse. And so, we bend over our notepads, our phones, our computers, and we just keep going.

I am grateful to those writers who answered our call and shared with us their erotic works. These snap shots of intimacy: poems and stories that are tender, loving, kinky, funny, and most importantly, human. It takes quite a bit of bravery to pour your soul onto a page and then share it with strangers. I am thrilled that these writers found that bravery.

The following pages are full of artfully arranged words that speak to a range of sexualities and interests. Some pieces are sweet, some are violent. Not every piece will speak to everyone, and we’ve added a few content warnings to the short works to help with navigation. I invite you to curl up somewhere, either on your own or with someone, and enjoy this exploration of eroticism.

Drea Talley

Literary Art Director

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Poetry

- 2 -

again

The Dowager of Bees

as i often do,

i miss the taste of your mouth.

as i often do.

i smell you again

in my memory, and my

heart breaks up from it.

- 3 -

Alfalfa

Epona Rose

You’s a big fat Pea Family girl, I can tell

From the shape of your leaves

And how your petals swell.

I want to spread your wings

And climb up on your keel.

I want to dip in my proboscis,

Taste that nectar, for real.

- 4 -

Arachnophilia

Emilia Swanberg

No one fucks with spiders.

I used to wonder about the sensation

As a little girl, baby teeth and pigtails,

Of spiders crawling out of my mouth.

I thrust my fingers in my maw in imitation

But the devil is in the details

And no one was turning my mouth to drouth.

I stood in front of the mirror

And investigated to probe

If my mouth was actually vacant.

I did not know if I ought to fear her

Considering I was a germaphobe

And my hyper fixation was merely latent.

No one fucks with spiders.

Arachne is my ancient twisting achiever;

Unhonored, many-legged entity!

No, spiders are wicked, cry the deciders,

And give not a chance to the orb-weaver

Who, on my lips, has made mark of identity.

Ten years ago, my dad

Yelled at me for my self-harm bruises

And lesbian thoughts

Lest it be perceived by the church triad

Regardless of the red-dotted pus that oozes

And my knees decorated with purple spots.

In my own version,

- 5 -

Arachne peeks from behind teeth

And laughs herself sick

While my father screams in aversion

And cares not what we bequeath

To the church, for spiders are paganic.

One million spiders per acre of earth

Is the statistic that comforts me.

They are never far away.

Arachne, I pray for rebirth

From you, something shame-free

With horrid legs which splay.

So perhaps I go back to baby teeth and pigtails

And place Arachne in my mouth all sprawled

Before my photo was taken for the church directory.

Because the whole process derails

When my little name is called

And you crawl loose from tongue to refectory.

Open up wiiiiide.

Come near me, try it.

Let her in.

Set down your pride,

And welcome she who’s web is knit

Within the earth’s very skin.

No one fucks with spiders.

- 6 -

Beads of Semen

Röble

Slowly

deliberately

fingers placed intentionally

holding you like a double-handed teacup

a bead of semen

already oozes from the small eye

the mushroom blooms

all revealed now

my hand wraps around holding the skin curtains in place another hand

middle finger finds the base of the tower

thumb does too at the opposite end

index finger free to travel

closes the eye and collects the tear

adherent

warm

I taste the ocean

ribbon forms as the finger lifts up

my stomach grumbles

tongue runs across dry lips

wet lips run across each other

the eye winks and another bead forms

slowly

deliberately

- 7 -

delicately

I swallow you whole

- 8 -

cool honey, warmed

The Dowager of Bees

since six weeks ago

your red socks

on the floor by the sofa, camouflaged against the red rug went unnoticed as we drank cocktails

and i pinched your bare toes, rolling them between my fingers your pale blue underwear

beneath the wingback in the bedroom

abandoned in your one leap from inside your clothes to under my covers and you wriggled and beamed.

my ass looks so plump in them

your white underwear

with your fragrant wet dried in the crotch,

forgotten as you toweled off and slipped on a fresh clean pair, rushing off to work.

i washed them, of course, before i returned them, just your black cardigan

on that same bedroom chair

beneath the extra pillow that you flung from the bed so that you could sleep comfortably,

and we did, at least until we awoke

right on the line between late night and early morning and once again we spoke together in the dark

now, your robe - you asked about that.

you held it up for me,

not afraid, but cautious,

you asked me if you could leave it. for next times.

- 9 -

so i wonder at these forgettings -

not deliberate, but

maybe

you attend less when you gather your things

because we both know we both want you here, in my life cool honey, warmed, loosens

and runs into the bread

- 10 -

Delicious

Quantum Tease, PhD

According to the 268 mosquitos

That feasted on me on that last camping trip

And my friend’s dog that just

Could not stop licking my skin

And your insatiable mouth

As you take me to ecstasy

. . . I must taste delicious.

- 11 -

Dripping Gold

Clea Salar

when we’re panting and sated

and you pull gently away

I feel it drip from me

like lava

the emissions of a fire god

like molten gold

a precious gift

shining on my thighs

hot and gleaming

- 12 -

Eyes Avert

Isis Zystrid

I do not look into your eyes

when we philander,

and I know it is not

love

we are making.

and maybe this is why

I avert your gaze—

because I cannot love you,

and perhaps I do not want to love

anyone.

at all.

the last few

who touched my heart

tossed it aside

in some irreverent bushes—

I felt love there

where I thought their souls were.

their spirits I thought I summarized so well,

but things abruptly

transformed to

indifference

and adamant declaration

of such.

I am not apt

to acclimate

to such rash changes of heart—

- 13 -

and perhaps this is why

I do not meet your eyes.

I am sure the black apple seeds

that expand and dilate

within them

are gripping—

but I can’t know that.

I would prefer the listlessness

to be throughout

instead of decided upon

later on.

so pardon me

if I seem avoidant—

I am,

I earnestly am.

let me be your vessel

in a way that only

my body is accessible,

just be mindful

to not reach

for the vital source

coalescing inside of me.

it does not need more

gentle strokes,

more sincere questions

about my day—

just to be cast aside

by impulse.

- 14 -

the fire in my groin heart

Röble

My sweet Delta

calling when Prime sleeps

Twins encased in the same body

Speaking to both with uncertainty of what is shared, what is omitted I address you both now

Not to entice, inquire, or demand

Simply to remember,

Share what one night meant

What you mean

My favorite acquisition of the year

You challenge me in ways that others don’t

push up against soft boundaries, to find the yes

It thrills me,

Coming from the harsh perceived water bearer

The highest compliment I can give:

I find you . . .not boring

And in your bed

I enjoy holding you

Your affection

When I turn away most others

Vulnerability comes easy with you

Your touch excites,

Your kisses remind me of what it’s like to inhabit this place And as fingers travel

You grow in my hands

And familiar veins that I’ve dealt in clay

- 15 -

Are now felt in person

The curvy one on the bottom right

The next day I don’t always know where Delta ends and Prime begins There is so much space in what is said and done, It doesn’t matter much to me

Time is fleeting and I enjoy all the moments

Even if it means doing nothing

And you’ve said to me

That I am not broken

And I am tempted to believe it

Worry not, I won’t ask for more than you can give.

You won’t hurt me

My heart is not fragile

But it is open

Attachment is fleeting

And I don’t love like most

But my love is real, unending and committed

Already, you’ve secured your place on the mantle A great love of my life

My muse

My cancer,

My sweet Prime,

My sweet Delta

Thank you for lighting a fire in my groin heart

- 16 -

Flesh & Bone

B

Succulent sweet meat

Tantalize my taste buds

Satiate my appetite

Tenderize your body in hues of purple

Seeing the blood bubble to the top

But not break the surface

Unhinge my jaw

So I can stuff you in my mouth—

Watering for tender morsels

that fall off the tail bone

Sink my teeth to pierce your flesh

Using my lips to latch

As I bathe my tongue in your broth

of salt and iron

Slurp slurp

Suck you dry

Swallow the marrow

Savor your taste

My favorite meal

.

- 17 -

Gold

Strawberry

Anointed in gold

Kneeling on the shower floor

Warm, yours, and holy

- 18 -

The Heartbeat

Ryan Nielsen

your skin is like

milky glass

or the sea

when the sun rises