Exhale (Exile)
I have squirmed, wriggled, pushed and begged without success; the world simply won’t welcome me into the order of things. Even as a child, skinny and unkempt, I hovered at the edge of the flickering circle of humanity like a stray dog, patiently vigilant for the morsel carelessly dropped from the table. Eavesdropping on the […]
Separate States
There are really two parallel planes of existence; people who were born beautiful inhabit one, the other is for the rest of us. There is, of course, crossover, in the form of interaction at commercial establishments and the longing looks of the ugly as they jump dimensions and settle on impossible objects of desire. Sometimes, […]
Fleshless
There is something less than you: something, someone smaller but sweet valuable and worthy momentary satiations of sundry hungers the pleasure of lips that meet of parts that fit of skin that sings. Why isn’t that enough? As the unattainable object of my desire you are infinitely safer than a good hard fuck, and the […]
No Two Cigarettes…
No two cigarettes evoke the same thought. Afterwards, of course, you might regret them equally, but at the time you pull the cloying, acrid smoke down deep into your lungs where it can do the most damage, it births a different notion. The one I had when I saw him, leaned up against the wall […]
The Exquisite Pleasure of Nakedness
Such a small thing, a simple pleasure, that hardly rates as racy. True, it is sold, marketed, packaged, promoted, bought, we use cunts and rate them like rotting fruit. We assess cocks like so much prime meat. I know all that, but for one moment let’s pretend we are wiser than that: the sensation of […]
In Traffic
In that moment, I felt the realness of him. The gravity well of his physicality. It arrived bearing undertones of salt and warm hidden skin. It anchored in the complication of his features and the unfamiliar cadence of his voice. I felt the almost-kiss. The heat of his breath upon my upper lip. The space […]
Protected: Pain Stained – #NaPoWriMo Day 30
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Filter Feeder – #NaPoWriMo – Day 29
Tonight my anemone skin seethes in the boil of moonlit space, invisible cilia ripple and wave hungry to capture anything. Seldom am I so tightly wrapped in my flesh. Seldom so unable to dismiss it for the carapace I have no use for. Perhaps it is exhaustion or the rare desire for the unknown: the […]
The One – #NaPoWriMo – Day 28
The One is an ache ratpacked in the cleave of the heart, shameful secret hope of the reality-adjusted post-modern woman. While we talk of vibrators and nice, tight asses and how sickened we are by sentimentality, the spectre of the One Hovers in the unmentionable dimension of desire like a halo too heavy to put […]
Old Ghosts – #NaPoWriMo – Day 27
The past came back to haunt me in that cliched way it sometimes does: in the form of a note from a stranger notifying me of the death of someone I thought I’d killed off long ago. But you never can, really. The love I had for him is trapped in an airless bottle of […]