Weft
The cloth’s texture which rubs my flesh, chafes my thighs, catches on a moist lip, a drowsy eyelash is yours. The weave of affection, once so ordered and flat, so fit for purpose, is time-unraveled: a Turin shroud diligently laundered once too often. This once covered you took your form, trapped your sighs, sipped sleep-shed […]
Garden Exiles
I can’t tell you what happened. If I were to detail the event, list its stages, the sensations and the feelings, what I said, what he said… It would be like narrating a car-crash. The moment metal kissed, the sound of the glass shattering, the nanosecond of engine roar, the eon of silence in which […]
Rude Poets Entry: Fruits : Lychee Love #rudepoets
“See what I mean?” Her tongue tipped pink skittered the swell of the taut membrane; a lychee fruit weeping opalescence as the moon rose coloured just the same. Juice seeped through invisible pores. She smoothed closed lips over its curves, then pressed an open kiss to the milky globe and sucked. “Exactly like it,” I […]
Touch Deferred
Until you touch me I am not me to you. If you never slide your fingers along my thigh, I will never move it to allow you in. Unless you brush my nipple with the knuckle of your right hand, you can never know whether it will seize the moment of contact. The gaze that […]
Resistance in Red
Between the gaps in the lace there is skin. But we are not here for that. At the hip is a sweet red bow, cleverly situated over the bone where my hip juts out. It has its reflection on the other side. And between them, the triangular spider’s web gauzy and seven-veilish, a dream-catcher of […]
What Else Could I Do?
When he desired me my lead heart turned in my chest orienting itself to his gaze. This weak force that has no name the gap between desire and the object that boils space only until it touches then chills and dissolves in the inevitable disappointment of the real. And so I’m flattered by his terror […]
Flasher: The War on Error #sundaysilliness #200words
The two highly trained Navy Seals crouched on either side of the door. Moments earlier, they’d descended by rope from their stealth helicopter, rappelled over the compound wall, and made their silent way up to the third floor. Now they glanced at each other, embarrassed, as a woman’s moans echoed through the upper hallway beyond […]
Flasher: Dear Perplexed #sundaysilliness #100words
Dear Dr. Ruth, Since we inherited this antique four-poster bed from my crazy Uncle Cyrus, my husband has been acting strange. Our sex life was perfectly normal. Now, he’s insatiable and demanding. Tuesday, he woke me up, flipped me over and shouted, “Spread your legs, you wanton slut!” Yesterday, he grabbed my copy of March’s […]
Love Me?
Some days, I think I lost you in the sludge of time I blame the years of erosion that wore the edge off desire. Others, I never found the right combination of clever words to unlock your cast-iron heart; I blame the limits of language. We find curious places to put our failures: in the […]
Disillusion: A Step-by-Step Guide to a Cure
I have removed this post. I got the sense people thought it was aimed at someone else, but it was me making fun of myself, actually. In any case, it had the unintended result of hurting someone’s feelings. So it goes. My apologies.