I wasn’t sure whether I’d talk about this tonight, but I need to decompress. If you remember a few posts back, I talked about my coffee meeting with a guy I started talking to on Fetlife. He was nice, interesting, not creepy, and offered to meet up to talk about the possibility of introducing me …
Month: May 2013
The other story wasn’t coming together so I’m tossing you poetry instead. Connected to the first story Dragging me under This need to break you Tie you forever to my side By blood and by breath Bones crushing, crashing down I leave, come back, leave Unable to break free Even as we break each other …
Two songs this week. 1) Litost by Ambassador I watch the scratches as they appear on your face as if from a distance. How can rage, pain, and love live so comfortably inside me, all directed at you? With your sensual looks, I wanted you from the first moment I saw you. It was the …
This post is the result of extreme fatigue and a general need to talk. Instead of relegating it to my journal, I spill it here. It’s been 2 weeks since my move. I’ve never felt more comfortable and excited to be in a new place. The possibilities seem endless and old fears haven’t risen up …
A day early with this, but that’s okay. Prompt from Five Sentence Fiction, words from The Sunday Whirl (the words are up on Facebook). Prompt: Charmed — You get me with a simple phrase, capture me with the range of your brilliance I am fertile like my heart, shifting close to the bright beam that …
This has felt like the longest week ever, but I wanted to get this up before my brain shut down completely. Week 4 for PP’s 12 week challenge talks about 3 difficulties we have as writers. After writing them down, we send a piece of work to our mentor, and have them critique the piece. …
Finally a day off! Part 1 Part 2 — Standing in his room – no, definitely suite – ten minutes later, I absently wondered how I got there. How had he managed to sweet talk me into following him back when I told myself I wouldn’t? The anxiety and desire that bubbled through my veins …
I started a Song Of The Week post, but didn’t finish it for a variety of reasons. My intention is to put up something for Andy’s prompt tomorrow, but I already know the odds aren’t in my favor with my schedule. My creativity and muse may end up on vacation. You want to know my biggest …
Haven’t done any poetry in a while. Prompt from Five Sentence Fiction and words from The Sunday Whirl. Prompt: Accident — The deep cut should’ve been my clue as the visions danced like bright fairies before my eyes I quickly became a nebulous thing, red blood dripping, my spirit hovering above my prone body Opaque …
Riding on the train is a favorite moment of mine. It’s funny that I would like it, considering the crush of rush hours. It’s strangers pressed impossibly close to one another, breathing each other’s air, and pretending ignorance at the feeling of body parts touching so intimately. But what I love about it is the …