Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
Memories Handwritten letters Each tell the story of our lives. Once with fresh ink, Now dried and faded Some to be kept folded in our pockets While Others are locked away in a keepsake box Friendships Love and heartache Loss and grief Sorrow and hope All tucked away, creases marking Read more
Ever since I was a teenager, I was told the same thing over and over again: “Dave, if a girl has boobs, you’re already in love with her!” And ya know what? They were right. I loved all girls – no matter what the stereotype. Over the years, my admiration for Read more
Last winter break she was broken and white, like salt on mahogany; spilled and unused. Around the corners of her mouth she sees fire slowly melting it’s way this time around and molding her into gold. But she’s a pearl, she’s a diamond and she screams because she doesn’t want Read more
Our eyes locked across the cocktail lounge First sparks I held her gaze, daring her resistance We crossed the room and talked Discovered things in common, mostly magnetic physical attraction Naked flames We met for coffee Fire was fed Went to her place Conflagration She came to my place Allergic Read more
“But behind all your stories is always your mother’s story, because hers is where yours begins.” ―Mitch Albom, For One More Day 1. One of my first memories of my mother is her French braiding my hair while I sat on our kitchen stool. Unfortunately, this was class picture day Read more
Don’t say a word Let me feel you smell you know your secrets savour the aftermath Floating in and out flesh decadent fantasy warm breath strong hands hold me the weight of my being let me rest under your chin above your heart perfection caress me on fire your fingers Read more
When a group of girls begin dressing each other in a public bathroom with strips of jersey fabric to form togas for an art show, it can lead to feelings of discomfort and insecurity about a person’s body image… Surrounded by four gorgeous blonde girls who looked like models, and Read more
