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Amanda, Agnus Dei

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11
October 24, 2011
Amanda, Agnus Dei

I walked Amanda up the shallow stone steps of St. James’ Church at Spanish Place, under the shadows of its uncanny gargoyles and into the cool, dark interior. In my grip, her arm muscles were tense. The tendons of her neck stood out like wires. I loved her like this – I couldn’t help...
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Where I Can See You

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19
October 22, 2011
Where I Can See You

  “Isn’t she pretty?” He lay the shiny, flat surface of the razor across her lower lip and pulled. The blade so finely milled it slid as if oiled. On its journey over her skin, the steel leached the warmth it found there. She didn’t know if she could do this. Suddenly she knew...
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Dark Garden

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48
February 24, 2011

I'm back at his doorstep. This place I've sworn I'll never return to. Many times. I feel dirty, ugly, as I ring the bell, and uglier still when he answers the door wearing nothing but a pair of baggy trousers. His feet are bare, his hair disheveled, he hasn't shaven in a while. He's...
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The Tower

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18
October 2, 2010
The Tower

As she passes, I catch the scent and my entrails coil and knot like a ball of newly born snakes. My sister reeks of her despicable habits. No matter how thoroughly she bathes, I can smell it: the stench of peasant seed. All the baths in Persia, all the perfume in Venice cannot cover...
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Click – Podcasted

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1
December 17, 2009
Click – Podcasted

Lying on his belly in the middle of a rice paddy, Carl showed the new trainee, Sovann, how to come at the anti-personnel mine, partially embedded in the muck, at a 30 degree angle and gently touch the knife tip to the side of the box, feeling for give. The young man, sweating as...
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Ghost Marks

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21
December 12, 2009
Ghost Marks

With one slender finger, Rachel pushed the crystal king onto its side with a click. It rocked back and forth on its round base on the marble chessboard. Her father’s eyes flitted over the chessboard, tracing lines of power. “What the hell do you think your doing?” “I’m resigning.” “Don’t be stupid! Why would...
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Click

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27
August 3, 2009

I’ve been experimenting with writing from a male POV, trying to get better at it.  Click is a fictional short story set in Cambodia. It contains violence and nonconsesual sex and is meant to be quite disturbing. If this sort of content upsets you, please do not read it! I’d really like to acknowledge...
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You don't say 'no' to Shindo. And if you do, there's a very steep price to pay.

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Two strangers, waylaid in a strange place, begin a very strange erotic journey.

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There's a fine line between religious ecstasy and erotic desire.

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