Belated Valentines Day Prose from a Linguist
To my dearest Phil, When I say your name my top teeth touch my bottom lip blowing air, vibrating through my comfortably formed labial fricative into the lofty arch of the roof of my mouth as I part my lips and open my mouth. Then I stop the sound of your name with my tongue […]
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