Lengths of leather nudge the warps and welds of fingertips, I leave fingerprints pressed in glue And stitch over them to hide the marks. Can’t help but stumble and drop needles, My hands atremble for you are near. Blowing fan behind your hourglass form I’m in a breeze that hugged you first It whispers yourContinue reading “Divinity”
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A vessel or canvas?
Recently I saw this as a prompt for a post online: “…some of the stonefemmes I have talked to recently have an interesting way of describing themselves in their relationship to stonebutches. One called herself a “vessel” and another a “canvas.” In your ideal scenario: Femmes, how would you describe yourself? Butches, how would youContinue reading “A vessel or canvas?”
I’m no longer just a writer…
I’m now an author, and floating high with the wisps of cloud in front of the setting sun…I’ve waited my entire life for this moment. The art is my own, painted at the beginning of the quarantine starting in the area, which makes it even more special. Thank you, Victoria, for the push and encouragement,Continue reading “I’m no longer just a writer…”
Sanguine skies
We laid there In a dream I didn’t want to wake from so I closed my eyes And imagined your hand floating above me, A sea of sharp sunlight stabbing Between your fingers and The sanguine skies reflected the sun in your blood Until my eyes shone red with Love for you, this moment TheContinue reading “Sanguine skies”
Candy
Strangers call me “sweetie” It’s funny how these blues can mask and hide All the ugly that lies beneath. This smile, I don’t flash it to be kind…. It appears when I think about what I want to do to you, The marks I want to leave behind, prints in your skin Left in theContinue reading “Candy”
I am the skies before the rain
I am the skies before the rain, sticky sweet as an unexpected kiss, I cling to you like sweat on skin, hugging you close with breath hot, my teeth on the back of your neck, my nails deep inside you. I am the anticipation of wet earth, the smell that makes your eyes close inContinue reading “I am the skies before the rain”
Musings: An erotic story with reading
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”
A Burd in Flight 