Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
My father and I had a unique tradition on Saturday nights. We spent this night together for years. First, during summers when he would drive from Arizona to the cooler climes of Southern California to where I had escaped my small town roots. Later, as he grew older and frailer, Read more
Testosterone tainted thrusts
of masculine need,
cumming sloppily all over
my social feed,
Step One: Want it. For years, I imagined Emily following me around with a blanket in her arms like Linus from the Charlie Brown cartoons. Her hair would fall into black ringlets that dripped to her shoulders like water. She would never grow over two feet tall in my mind. Read more
Burnt tongue big bubbles rising from his throat. Lean muscles sunk neck snug in-between white burnout bedsheets. Red eyes veins popping morsels stinging, burning teeth and tongues. White hands clutching seats grasping toilet paper. Thick white chunks – stopping words – flowing out of his mouth. Wrapping jeans baggy sweatshirt Read more
Anxiety isn’t something one decides; “Hey, yeah, I think I’ll be a fucking mess today. Epic idea.” It seeps into your extremities, the tingling ache, and itch; the desperate need to escape the skin you live in. The physical yearning for that little calming blue pill to squash it, stamp Read more
An Italian heart is an artichoke,prickly-petaled, not inviting to eat. Every leaf ends in a little nail, a claw that forces you to navigate your way to tenderness, discover a taste that lingers, on your tongue and fingertips, embedded in the mushrooms, rice, chicken simmered with it. A platter of Read more
Material possessions are worth nothing. It is love and family that counts for everything. Before the after, I tried to have it all. Long days added up to years of lonely rambling, came to a stop when I found my first true love. He was it. He was special. He Read more
Take no heed of her…. She reads a lot of books.―Jasper Fforde, The Eyre Affair I cannot tell my son I walked to or from school in the snow because I grew up in Arizona. But I have told him I walked home the one mile route from St. Theresa Read more
