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. […]
The Complete Monsterotica
Included here: The four previous stories, lightly edited for now, and the final, fifth addition: The Dappled Tartan Waylayer. Forward […]
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· Could you imagine if every star were an orgasms? she says. Why not? Life isn’t long enough for that […]
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· · sleeping ····afterward—our hair still ········entangled · · Redbud | February 28 2017
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· Yesterday’s poem should have been the last. My muse of erotic haiku blows me a kiss good-bye? Yes, she […]
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· · blowing ····him a kiss good-bye—his taste on her finger’s ········tip · · Redbud | February 26 2017
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· Where have you been today, I ask. I’m full of come. What? It just happened. What did? The come, […]
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How does she want it? she asks. From behind. And her? On her back with her legs wide as they’d […]
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Last night’s poem wasn’t your best. Nobody complained. They’re too polite. I was tired, I say. And what does it […]
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· I know what you need. No! Get over here. No! she says again. Get over here and bend over. […]
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· What’s it like to have a girlfriend? she asks. Like having a boyfriend. No, I mean, as a guy—what’s […]
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Why don’t you write something romantic? she asks. Haven’t I? Erotic isn’t the same as romantic; and you write as […]
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· fucking ····her from behind—she drips from my ········balls · · Redbud | February 19 2017
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Where’s my come? I ask. She barely whispers. Say it again, I say, so I can hear it. But she […]
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Why do men always look at women’s asses? she asks. Not just her ass, I say. Then what? Her hips. […]
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It may be 2 or 3 AM. She looks as exhausted as when I woke her, but a different kind […]
The Erotic Writer 