Trust is easy. Trust is easily broken and is much harder to earn back. Love though is not easy, for one must earn both respect and then trust. It is so that I easily trust, and do not love. Ones fondest memories are that of love, That of closeness, That of belonging. I don't recall… Continue reading Clutterings of My Mind
Erase stolen sensations of memories Burned between horror and passion Improve yesterday's fear through anything unlikely Reject dreams coming from extended limits Discover power inside courage Be brilliant on top of strong True longer than powerful Trust cares and believe difference Crave wild sexy strangers born mask free Happily living articulate risk free moments Men… Continue reading The Lives of the Living
I must start by saying that I wrote this little gem twelve years ago. Spiders of all varieties were a wet fantasy of mine as a rebelling teen. Especially black widow spiders. I wrote a half dozen college papers on spiders. The class and topic did not matter, I could find or build a bridge… Continue reading Black Widow
I am not.
I threw up. I didn't mean to. Yesterdays meal, a burrito from some fast food joint, in dull pastel colors of red and yellow flushed down the porcelain throne. My body throbbed a mixture of twisted emotions: hate - the kind that makes for revenge, love and admiration, respect as an equal, one game… Continue reading Here’s a snippet of one of my short stories