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Memory

Feeling totally out of place, I took off my rings, parked on the side not visible from the road, and slinked into Adam's Nighttime "adult store."

We met Jody and Eliot at a party and hit it off enough to do an occasional show with them, sometimes after meeting for dinner. We shared a common interest in theatre. They had told us it was a second marriage for them both, but not much else. Then one day...

The Lonely

Break-up Poetry

We are the lonely, we live in the shadows, The places deserted by succour and care. We sit at the table but never partake, For the taste of regret is the leanest of fare. We dance to the beat of a drum with no rhythm, And loudly we sing to a silent refrai...

Lonesome Cafe

Without you...

The morning is cold. My heart left empty,  yet still full of love,  so full of love for you.   I sit here now alone, with my heart in pain, yet so full of love for you.   My fingers tremble and wrap the only thing I feel, this cold cup of coffee, and a he...

Pearls Of A Winter’s Day

A feminine snowflake transmogrifies into an algid lapis lazuli

Pearls of a winter’s day plash gently on open hands, Each snowflake a gem of melting opulence, Garnishing season’s moods with opalescent sheets. Purity celebrated in perpetual variety, With polished faces of ivory radiance; Their tender and alluring eyes...

I hoped someone might hear my cries but you read my mind.  I wanted someone to grasp my hand and you swept me into your arms.  I hungered for someone to touch my body, you inhabited my soul.  You held me when I couldn't stand.  You carried me when I could...

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One Night

5am musings

Touch me. Please   My chest is heavy My throat clogged by something invisible The oxygen around me feels thin Or nonexistent I can't breathe   Hold me Please   My skin has forgotten the feeling Of others' hands My body has forgotten the feeling Of others'...

You see me, pressed into the wall, and dust off my cobwebs. I am starving and you feed me.   You moisten my dry lips, and soothe my parched tongue. Touches awaken sleeping nipples,  fanning the hidden flames within.   Your body fills my empty spaces, sque...

Analee

What if your one true friend is just a Barbie doll?

I always had a fascination for Barbies. I still remember my first Barbie that I got when I was just nine years old. It was a snowy Christmas morning and the tree was littered with gifts of all shapes and sizes. Each present contained a small parchment wit...