Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
Sometimes he sang— head thrown back, the pearl of his throat offered up to his sometimes queen, passion spilling from his mouth like blood. Sometimes she laughed— with her eyes as well as her mouth, amused by how he dove headfirst into the music, into the wine, into her with Read more
She had a propensity for talking about her exes. At first, I was eager to listen, not because I cared who they were, but because she was confiding in me and I was glad to be trusted, as a lover in arms, the sensitive and understanding 21st Century man. But, Read more
Ten There are ten beer bottles sitting on their – her kitchen counter. All of them were empty, lined up and she leaned her hip against the granite countertop as she spun a bottle. Her fingers danced around the spinning bottle on the dark grey countertop… the one they picked Read more
At Temple Bar with T, discussing experiences. She looked out the window, not meeting my gaze. Turning her cocktail on its napkin. She told me her roommate had shown her a profile picture on a gay website of someone they thought looked like my husband, Robert. Barrel chest and a Read more
Perhaps I should at the breast but she bites behaves badly she preys a pretty pot I bought her a shrine a sanctum filled it with with god’s golden earth I prayed a reluctant mother I adopted her loved her feared her saved her my cats wanted to eat her Read more
The last time I had been there was not for death,but for marriage, vows spoken and witnessed by all That was the last time I saw those faces smiling the last time we laughed the last time we danced, owning the room That was the last time I was serenaded Read more
