Please

“Tell me you’re not walking through the neighborhood alone again?” Katie’s voice filtered through the static of the phone. She was a thousand miles away, but it was comforting to hear from her friend. “You’re my backup, that’s why I call you. If someone kidnaps me, you’ll call 911 from clear across the country.” ​Haley …

Please

I’ve decided to post this here. My decision was born out of my belief that I will never be a successful published author. I’m not saying it because I want a pity party, just stating facts as I see them. I’m okay with it, but it doesn’t make my desire to write less strong. So …

Seat 19B

Missy (2) and Cynthia have a start, but I’m admittedly curious about Patrick. Shit. Patrick bounced Kyle on his knee, silently cursing the slip of his tongue. What had possessed him to admit to the affair? A moment of weakness brought on by fatigue, surely. Work had been crazy and Cynthia had coaxed him into opening …

And Then

Turn on you stomach Raise that lovely ass high Spread impatient thighs Wide. Wide. Wider. That’s my girl A cunt so sweet Scenting the air I smell I inhale. All of you Let tentative fingers touch Slowly tease dewy lips Uh uh, not until I say Go until I say stop Show me what’s mine …

Small Feelings

Intellectually she can see her worth Herself painted in beautiful pictures Being objective, she is a majestic being Except Her majesty is obscured by uncertainty The painting seems less vibrant And intellect can’t stop feelings. You feel me? Reconciling self is hard The world pities and destroys Not that she needs any help Or would …

Sorbet

Sticky fingers Sweeter than his smile Dripping cream Licking her lips Sliding tongue Her favorite dessert The rattle of the canister as she shook the bottle sent a perverse thrill through her. “Are you going to let me up?” She glanced over her shoulder at him and let the smile she’d been suppressing burst forward. …