Month: July 2015

Toxic

Something I wrote over 2 years ago that makes me think of relationships gone wrong. I’ve read my share of stories (real and imagined) that have a toxic feel. — 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 …

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Anticipation sent a tremble through her while she waited.  Her body prostrate on the bed in the exact position he required, waiting for him. Fingers stretched out toward the headboard, bottom facing the door, thighs parted to display all that was his.  She stilled, listening for the sound of his approach on the carpet. Nothing …