• Lovers Lane

Moving, driving the body to awareness. Shaking her slim hips, silky black hair flaunting provocatively she looks so sexy (he thinks). His seed is nearly cumming from his pants as he disappears for a few minutes to fix himself up. …

Scrittura prompt_ Intimate Portraits: who do you see?

Broad shoulders tall red hair oh how we became lovers I haven’t said your name to anyone shall I say it now? A man confused locked up for his weird ways. Staunch, stifling somewhat sad. I, supercilious sexually charged serious, younger then…

This picture stirs something in my belly. Grief that I cannot afford to go back. And happiness at being a part of it once. I’ve dreamt of perseverance and pretty Persephone. I have been to the Palace de Versailles and seen the baroque orchestra of the great lakes. I have…

Lulling dulling culling and calling me back to the written word I’ve stopped suddenly see my mistakes all and a bit more I’m aghast at my incapability Shooting the breeze easy life for some new books just point out the nuances I have missed how could I please be kind…

Serotonin re-uptake. What the fuck does that really mean? I imagine people everywhere shaking heads pondering. Or dead.

Swimming steadily seeing slow serenity showing suffocating soul in despair. Cortex crumbling crazy cutting cipher cradle me in the arms of an ECT electrode ready to blast its gas into my head…

Frogs in the Mouth

A Little Prose piece

Stumbling like a drunk in love scowling stepping on the feet of authority Slipping my manners tethered to the tier, trampled tripping…