The Madwoman of Thu Duc – Part 1
That first day I saw him in his dark suit, immaculate in the impossible heat, I knew he would be the death of me, or I the death of him. A droplet of perspiration made its halting, itchy way down my spine, and cooled unnaturally. Some people’s paths are never meant to cross. I knew […]
Finish Me Off (#hearteater)
This is the third drink. Perhaps the fourth. I’m not sure. This is the twentieth cigarette I’m grinding out with nervous fingers in an overflowing ashtray. This is the fifth time I’ve put on and eaten off my lipstick, blotting it in the mirror between times. The thirty-eighth time I’ve checked my phone for messages. […]
The Woman that is not Woman; The Sex that is not Sex
Caroline Nevin, an artist, (@RubiesAreBlue) tweeted up this Italian documentary: Il Corpo Delle Donne (The Bodies of Women). This project took off as a matter of urgency. It all started with the observation that women–real women–are an endangered species on television, one that is being replaced by a grotesque, vulgar and humiliating representation. We sensed […]
Apple Ginger Rolls – An R Rated Recipe
(For the dough) 1 cup warm milk (110 degrees F/45 degrees C) 2 eggs, room temperature 1/3 cup margarine, melted 4 1/2 cups bread flour 1 teaspoon salt 1/2 cup white sugar 2 1/2 teaspoons instant dry yeast (For the filling) 3/4 cup brown sugar, packed ¼ cup white sugar 2 tablespoons ground ginger 1 […]
Agni
Flames dance at his fingertips, little blue blossoms, stinging thorns of heat. How can something so beautiful burn with such agony? My incandescent lover, my heart of the sun, leaves seared skin, in the wake of his touch, then tenderly wreaks devastation with that first, sure thrust. I burn from the inside, a reactor core […]
Instructions to a Lover
This is what I want you to do: Stand naked in front of the mirror and, with the sluttiest, reddest lipstick you own, draw a thick crimson circle around your navel. Don’t look down. Use the mirror. Place your flattened palm there, over the garish circle at your belly, and slowly – but not gently […]
Summer Fruit
Secrets erupt from eyes, sightless in ecstasy: such wrecked beauty. Dark juice pressed from delicate fruit, summer sweet. Kohl stained tears mark the creases where age will take you one day. Wipe your face and let me break you open just once more.
Creature
I want to be your creature. Not your wife or your girlfriend or your lover or your slave or your whore. All those things are traps. Something made by someone else. A mold to fit into, pattern to conform to, role I learn the lines for, play the part of. but If I’m your creature, […]
Amnesia’s Heart
There was once a little girl whose father was a wicked wizard who could turn gold into dross and back again. She, of course knew nothing of this. She lived in a grand house on a grand hill, in a grand city. One day, an old man came to the house to speak to her […]
For Crimes Against Chastity
I try not to bring too much of the concrete world into this blog because, for the most part it’s a place for fiction. However, this particular event has been on my mind for a long time – burning holes in my stomach, like a slumbering coal. I caught this video again, on @jojinbo‘s Felonious […]