Sleeping In The Shadow Of Morpheous – Part Five
Serial Story I woke up on another couch, in a house. She was there. She shook my chest and made sure I was awake and ready. She led me outside to the garden,...
Tagged: sex
Writer’s (Burlesque) Block
Poem You know – the finality that slams doors, vibrates the sound to Stimulate inner ears Where the imagination retires to Change its skin and emerge to Entice, Engross, Seduce Where these canals...
Labor(less) Day
Poem A carefully planned trip heads south When the supermarket I go to before Hitting the beach is now a Gutted, renovated shell My trusted landmark killed by progress We started late, uncertain...
To Obtain Consent
Poem Drawn curtains Folded linen Tired, laden with pretense I don’t want you Lie, frustrate thrown across open chasms Really only the foyer and bedroom Freedom is only a doorway From time to egress...
The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part Three – The Butcher 10
Serial Novel He never met Harry again. And that pending favor was still hanging over his head. Over time its weight faded and was nearly forgotten. No one seemed to know Harry or...
The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part Three – The Butcher 9
Serial Fiction Novel The car dropped the Butcher at an enormous iron gate on one of the last floors of a public parking. The gate was covered in graffiti and seemed out of...
The Baker, The Butcher and The Brewer, Part Three – The Butcher 6
Serial Fiction Novel Because of his fast mouth and his intimate connections with one of the most powerful families in the industry, the Butcher’s opinion soon became to matter. He could tell people...
Sneaking Away
Contemporary Fiction I am an expert at sliding out of bed without disturbing whoever is sleeping in it, but this thing is ridiculous. Every time I attempt to untangle myself from the extraneous limbs,...
Haiku In Three. Shirts. Re: Romance
Haiku Poetry Ev’ry time you see A tree in its growing phase Do you think of me? The feel of your breaths Against my ear; leaving marks No one else can see You button...
Casual Cruelty – Bob
Short Story Bob the housefly was having a good day. He was unaware that he was a housefly, that he currently carried typhoid, cholera, anthrax and salmonellosis, or that his name was Bob,...
Closer – Animus
Abstract Poetry Context based on sex Forever saying what’s best to have a bedroom victory tune becomes redundant, never misses its mark acquiesce with aplomb then figure out the fallout in somebody else’s...
Ladies Man
Sexual Poem Hi. I’m Mike. I like to masturbate over babes with shaved havens and penetrate them to the sound of their hymens breaking. I’m shy and lazy, but try to make time...
