In the quiet of this gray dawn, we lied on tossed damp sheets and, window open, allowed the cool humid air to caress our bare skin as we listened to the rain on the leaves. Now and again, the gentle lilt of our boy’s voice would arc, marrying with avian melody over the soft outside […]
Read MoreI’ve heard your sex called a flower, but I’ve not believed that accurate for a flower opens indiscriminately, and what lies at your center is home for only the most privileged. She is private, sensitive beauty that could occasionally be seen as delicate as the thin petals, fibrous and hungry for light, but truth told […]
Read MorePull down this tattered collar and reveal what lies beneath, where so many eyes pry. For your flesh, love, their own pleasure and perhaps yours, it’s a crane of the neck to afford a view at something you don’t mind showing if the time is right, the light proper, the mood a swirl of lust, […]
Read MoreThese plates in the cabinets or the special trinkets from a life of bustle within the margins, they’re too safe behind the glass. From the discarded cells of ten thousand days, or the heavy footfalls of a disappointed heart, they sit protected and untouched, periphery dressings in a world domesticated by routine and propriety. Smash […]
Read MoreThe light in his eyes is often attributed to his parents, who share the same cerulean shade that dazzles those who meet him. Yet the sparkle isn’t from the ladders of his genes, a submolecular chain of binary that programs so much. In part, this shine is developed from his enthusiasm for this world, his […]
Read MoreIt’s the curves of them, those divine contours of skin and shape that challenge the veracity of a Godless universe. The soul too, it’s colored differently than that of the opposite sex. It’s a palette of sweet vulnerability hiding under layers of strength, stamina, resilience, and frequently patience for the other half of the world […]
Read MoreThese smiles are forced and its surprising they haven’t creased my face like crows feet at the corners of the eyes on an ancient sun-worshipper. You make me feel old and out of touch, as if somewhere during my years I stopped listening and just started believing I was right. I am never right, but […]
Read MoreLong dusty fingers lined in deep creases with the kind of dirt that no amount of lather or effort can wash clean, pinched a cigarette between two wooden fingernails as he strode across the craggy asphalt. It was still day, but only by the slimmest definition for the sun was swallowed by the horizon leaving […]
Read MoreThe footsteps echo with needs and endless desires striving for forever more than this moment. New footfalls, but unheard behind the noise of busy plans and searching eyes that scan the world ahead as much as the mind searches a world behind. Clouds gather above and split the infinite clear gently as storms gather an […]
Read MoreI have been awash in cynicism too long, with internal thorns lending no protection, no justifiable reason for their existence beyond the obvious – self harm – and that’s not justifiable. It’s masochistic. It’s self flagellation, these piercing daggers stemming from a nature of what? Callous self-preservation? A requirement to fit in and sip the […]
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