Poetry (nonmonetized)

More or Less Everywhere

a poem of unexpected geography

Dr. Casey Lawrence
3 min readDec 8, 2021


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“Woman has sex organs more or less everywhere. She finds pleasure almost anywhere… the geography of her pleasure is far more diversified, more multiple in its differences, more complex, more subtle, than is commonly imagined.” [1]

Oh baby, touch me there!
Slide your fingers into my
press your tongue against my
swirl it slowly around my
big toe,
bury your face between my
shoulder blades,
grab me hard by the
slip a finger behind
my knee,
kiss me passionately on the
with a palm pressed firmly against my
massage deftly my swollen
nibble at my throbbing
dip your nose into my
and inhale me, all of me,
more or less everywhere.

Yes, love, take me now
to the Botanical Garden
hold me tightly
by the hand,
and lean in slowly
to smell a blossom,
tell me all about
and give me the long, hard
Latin names
and all the dirty details
about rabbits
and how they ended up
more or less everywhere.

Ooh, honey, just like that!
Keep it straight, right there, and I’ll nail
this picture into place,
put your hand on my
hand to keep it still,
not too
or we’ll wreck the drywall.
I love it when you’re handy, fixing
the pipe,
sewing a torn
grabbing my ass on the
on the way home from the
grocery store,
the pub,
the movies, and
more or less everywhere.

Mm darling, don’t stop
texting me good morning when I’m away,
kissing me
on the forehead,
grabbing me by the
bringing me pieces of
surprising me after a long day with
leaving me hot
cups of tea,
listening to me read
a poem,
more or less everywhere.

Oh baby, touch me anywhere!
Pet me, squeeze me, kiss me, love me!
Slide your hands up my long
cup my pointy
run your fingertips over my
crooked nose,
individually kiss every brown
and I’ll connect yours into constellations with

Love me in Dublin,
kiss me in Paris,
hold me in Lisbon,
call me in Zurich,
do me in New York,
marry me in Niagara Falls!

Or more or less anywhere.

[1] Irigaray, Luce. “This Sex Which is Not One (Ce sex qui n’en est plus un).” Trans. Clausia Reeder. New French Feminisms: An Anthology. Ed. Elaine Marks and Isabelle de Courtivron. Schocken, 1981: 99–106.

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Dr. Casey Lawrence

Canadian author of three LGBT YA novels. PhD from Trinity College Dublin. Check out my lists for stories by genre/type.