Wrote this on a whim, after a dream with the scene envisioned. I’d left the Jehovah’s Witnesses and my marriage to my middle-school-sweetheart just two years before. Finally I could explore who I truly wanted to be. September 26, 2012 2:23 AM I rapped on the apartment door, once then twice, our agreed signal. ThereContinue reading “Musings: An erotic story with reading”
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I once told you
This is a love you don’t recover from. And I meant it. I didn’t know the steel bitter truth of it yet. What life is without you. How everything is less. Food is something I have to do. Work is too. Everything is tasteless, flavorless. A virus that wiped all of me, Crumpled in theContinue reading “I once told you”
Tonight I miss you
And the virus doesn’t scare me anymore because I’m already drowning in my snot crying missing you knowing I’ll never see you or feel your energy your eyes your hands and I can’t breathe again I’m drowning because what are the years ahead of me if you are not there I don’t want them andContinue reading “Tonight I miss you”
It Hurts
April 2, 2020 There’s a glowUnder that bridge, the one that holds the sky up,The mist sits her heavy hips around it,And it creaks to you in a language you remember from a dream.Wander the wildest path you can find,Whisper backThe trees and the owls know what your voice sounds like.Touch where the legs meetContinue reading “It Hurts”
Your Whore
It all makes sense now.How unhappy you always were, though you never saw it.How little you trusted me, even when you said otherwise.You thought I was a whore from the beginning.I should have known when you flipped out on me for texting your friend to check on you.You had just spent the evening and earlyContinue reading “Your Whore”
A Burd in Flight 