• Damaged Goods

    So, this story is a bit of an experiment. If you like it, let me know., “Can we talk?” “Sure.” The two women sat silently as the first woman seemed to stare at nothing, at the half empty cup of coffee, at the small round table, at her own nervous fingers gently feeling the cup.… Continue Reading

  • Asking For It

    “What’d he say?” Jamille asks. “So he calls us all into the chapel. He just says: I’ve heard enough complaints. Then he launches into this lecture about women and a woman’s proper attire.” She makes air quotes around the word ‘proper’. “That our families sent us to a Christian school because they believed in a… Continue Reading

  • Negatives

    This is written to replace another story in the third book of Daydreams & Distractions. The book is almost fully edited. Lately I’ve been feeling the urge to move away from “high fantasy” in my erotic stories, to write them more in the spirit of literary short stories. Hopefully this story isn’t so far removed… Continue Reading

  • 川柳 · 366

    · Could you imagine if every star were an orgasms? she says. Why  not? Life isn’t long enough for that many. But maybe life is long enough for the universe. Her lover makes love to her on the sky’s black sheets. Star dust, she says, endlessly and devotedly. · her ····wetness in the bedsheets—his inside… Continue Reading

  • Che Bella

    This is for Stephanie, inspired by one of her comments. Consider this, as always, a first draft. That’s what my blog is for—first drafts. So offer corrections if you see them. And don’t gobble this up too quickly. I don’t know when I’ll have the time or opportunity to write another in the near future.… Continue Reading

  • Blue Moon

    Every now and then opposites meet, there’s a blue moon, and cool water on a hot day. Three evenings in a row, sometime between sunset and nightfall, she watched the same man run by. He wasn’t from in town and she didn’t know him. He didn’t wear a shirt. His abdomen and back glistened. His… Continue Reading