October 2010
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i sit on the steps of our back patio, blunt between my fingers, bare legs crossed at the knees. i watch the dogs sprint across the acre of grass, weaving between columns of pine and oak, pecan and walnut. the sky is pink and purple; heavy with fluffy white clouds and deep sunlight; it’s dusk and it feels as if the world is settling down with a book and warm glass of milk.
the screen door...
September 2010
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lying in bed, feet trapped in a tangle of sheets, his arms around my neck and waist, his mouth breathing softly against my ear, my lips pressed against his forearm, the soft sun bleached hairs tickling my nose: i am completely fulfilled. i want his warmth against me always, i freeze when his body parts from mine.
my love for him floats on the air around me; colors my sky; envelops me in every...
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i sat of the edge on the dingy bed, wrapped in a dingy towel, and looked around the dingy hotel room. i’d stayed here once before, before Day Zero. it’d been a really nice place: swanky, five hundred bucks a night for a room the size of a tin of wet cat food and a fluffy to wear that they charged you eighty dollars for if you tried to steal. you’d never know that now with the...
the house smells like chili. no beans, he’s from texas: beans in chili is sacrilege to people from texas. he is on the floor, leaning against the couch, crossed legs like a yogi, the dog’s head on his knee. he’s reading, like always. always, his face is buried somewhere in me, or a book. he looks up at me and winks, the only man i’ve ever met that can pull if off...
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i’m on my knees and elbows, head resting on my forearm. he has me spread open, licking me, sucking and tasting. i bite the inside of my elbow, try to muffle my own screams but it’s in vain. i can’t help myself. we’re only in this position for a few minutes before i’m moaning his name and shuddering, my body wanting to collapse, but he slides his hands from my ass to...
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her skin was tight with dehydration, pulled thin and taut and shiny over her bones, which jutted out at awkward angles from everywhere, all over her body. the white gossamer gown exaggerated how much weight she had lost, settled into the gap between her narrow thighs, sank into her concave abdomen. it was hard to believe it’d only been a couple of months since i’d seen her last....