That look in your eyes was not sexual. Not exactly. This was before I knew a man could be aroused by the cascade of destruction that he set into motion, simply to punish me for some wrong i will never understand, because it is too complex or too subtle or too specific to your past … Continue reading The Look of Arousal
Yeah, I know. I drunk texted you every couple weeks, since that day 6 years ago. The words made no sense to me when I sobered up, but that didn’t last long. I know I pocket dialed you, at least a dozen times, because yours is the only number on my favorites list, and sometimes … Continue reading Drunk Texting
It’s amazing how long that hallway is. A long hall papered with bad dreams. It takes a long time to go down it, before I am confronted with that door, waiting at the end. And how frightening to know what is on the other side of that door: is it the light we sought? The … Continue reading The End of the Hallway
Rose petals bloomed along the thin straight line on my inner thigh, where no one could see. The thorn that drew them was taken from my father’s medicine cabinet, by a hand that never yet had to hold one to my face. I love the metal. I love the fineness of the grind, the glint … Continue reading Metal
Anniversary vacation to Disney World.
Please. There is an emptiness, that can only be filled by the texture of skin, and the thrum of circulation, and a warmth that is not my own. Yes. Here I am, not with an emptiness, but an openness to meet you where you are, and to share in your hunger. Please. The last time? … Continue reading The Transcendental Transaction of Touch
I love the clock in the mantel of your breast. It ticks with an organic precision, which is not precise at all. Time flies in moments of anger and excitement, but when you are content and at peace, the flow moves slowly. I love the ticking of this instrument, and I know it well. Tick. … Continue reading Timepiece
He he lived in that yellow apartment house just between the liquor store and Get the hell off my property Lady. Week 1: it was a left, a right and a left. There were a few shops and houses that I had never noticed. A newly painted grand Victorian, fronted by a garden newly cleared … Continue reading five weeks of walking to his place
Hospital corners still in his nightmares. Crisp white sheets folded with precision. scent of sanitizer. Single flower petal, under the table. Card that says “I love you”, stranded on the top shelf of the closet. He remembers the empty room, that was once so crowded with family and tears and prayers. But now it is … Continue reading Hospital corners
A winter trek up rocks and hills, the crystal trees were calling The ice and snow and chilly breeze brought hemlock needles falling But after going round the plot. our energy was flagging, We happened on a chilly copse, well guarded by a dragon. Those of his kind stay very still, guard all within their … Continue reading Winter scene with dragon
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