• Hanky Panky

    “Hey, I wanna’ take you someplace,” he says. “I don’t know.” I’m not in the mood. We’ve just had a few drinks and a smoke after another fight. Now we we’re driving round the suburbs of Miami at three in the morning. I’m sick of my boyfriend’s jealousy. Possessiveness I don’t mind; but the fucking… Continue Reading

  • Doggied

    So when users favorite my posts, I get a notice with a link to their blogs (if they have one). I always like to see what the other depraved reprobates are writing; and this post is a result of that. The story is a combination of two posts, Bottoms Up by Cara Thereon and ‘nother… Continue Reading

  • Daydreams & Distractions | Copious

    This story, daydream or distraction begins on a back porch: Louisiana, close to midnight, where two dozen or so mingle under a string of incandescent light bulbs and moths. Empty and half empty beer bottles sit on the porch railing. Frogs and toads dissemble under the dark beards of Spanish moss. Some ratty speakers are… Continue Reading

  • Distractable

    You wouldn’t think, but in the dead of winter when a wood stove burns in a small house, one may wear as little as on a summer’s day. One my put on a shirt and nothing else for the little things needing done indoors. By midmorning though, a woman may begin to wonder if she… Continue Reading

  • Offerings

    This is the companion piece to Rites, written at the request of Stephanie. The point of view changes from the female to the male. The story is different but also grounded in the same world as Rites. And as with Rites, there’s nothing much to it beyond a celebration of the erotic. Enjoy. The high Priestess… Continue Reading

  • Seeing You

    I wrote this as a short paragraph, but decided to break it up into a little free verse poem. Hope you enjoy it. The beginning of autumn always gives me more time to write. Seeing you in the kitchen slicing apples, kneading dough, wiping your flour-dusted hands on the back of your jeans, dress, or… Continue Reading