writing

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I’m exploring a particular theme.  Unedited.  — She glanced over at the clock, blurry eyes making out the red numbers as they wavered. 3:30am, they read, the digital zero clicking to a one as she watched.  Sleep was being evasive, in spite of the fact that she was exhausted and had to be up in …

Hitchhike 

My story writing muscles are stiff, arthritic, and slightly anemic. This is just to help me work out some kinks mentally. Just written ruminations.   — My eyes caught on her cocoa-colored legs as she slid in the cab. That denim skirt hitched to mid thigh and I swear to God I saw a flash of …

Caught (5:1)

Lazy. Didn’t edit. On vacation.  I’ll give you boobies later in apology.  *** Tossing back the covers, Gazelle climbed to her feet. Her body gave a twinge sending a rush of heat through her body as she realized what caused it. In spite of herself, and her multiple misgivings, she smiled. He still knew how …

Open 

Beauty is what you conceive it to be  Flowers twined around bare thighs  A pink tongue peaking out to tease  The particular construct of a face  Preference plays a peculiar role   Am I beautiful?  Or am I an artfully constructed lie?  How do you see me?