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The Sketchbook

A short story about a single gay man falling for a trans woman and the internal confusion he feels.

It was strange seeing you like this. Your parents were excited to see you home, and I was certainly accepting of your change. Here was this twenty-one-year-old woman. You dressed like a bit of a dork, but it was an interesting quirk of yours. You had on a...

What About

What about everything we did

What about nowWhy did we argueWhy did we say What we didWhat about feelingWhy did hurt eachOther with whatWe said and didWhat about loveCan we make upCan we forgiveAnd forget what was saidWhat about todayWe were hurtWe forgave We were sorryWhat about usCa...

Throws of Passion

A little poem about falling, falling down and getting up again

Bec joined my judo class when we were seventeen,Black hair, black belt, bright smile, barely five feet tall.The first time we touched, sparks flew in my heart,I flew through the air, and forgot to break my fall.I fell head over heels in more ways than one...

To freefall To choke on your rivers To touch darkness To scream and be drowned out. To struggle against chains... To lash out, To whimper, To be broken... To feel defeated. To no longer be desperate for escape... To love , To hold, To release... To surren...

The Fall

To take a leap and brave the fall

Lips to lips, a soul to kiss To rouse you from a peaceful sleep. I look into your quiet eyes And drink you in, but never too deep. For I could lose my steady footing, Precariously balanced, I risk it all. Should I step back to assured safety, Or take a le...

Backlash of love

someone coming and going in and out of your heart the pain it causes..

Caught in a backlash of love Left the back door of my heart open He stepped inside and set me on fire A riddle of desire I could not deny Then he vanished like smoke in the night He changed his mind He loved me He hurt me He left me A feeling of devastati...

Falling I am about to crash, and no one wants to catch me. They say they do, but then they go. They ask what wrong, but don’t listen. The path was together, now it’s apart. They asked “What do you want?” I told them. I asked “did you understand?” I was ig...

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