Published by admin on March 13, 2019

Exotic Erotic

  tongues pressed against our palates she sticky with dragon fruit me sticky with anticipation   her island, my bed writhing in cosmic, carnal undulation   each breathy exchange collapsing the 11 time zones between   1 x glorious 1   lingering and loitering in licentiousness both bodies and beings         follow me here…

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Published by admin on February 6, 2019

I of the Storm

Published by admin on October 23, 2018

INIMITABLE

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Published by admin on April 10, 2018

Missing Glances

  Most of us are content glancing— a mother holds her young daughter’s hand, crossing the street.   Our mind registers— oh, a mom walks her young daughter across the street.   We glance, but we do not see— how proud the little girl is skipping in her new cherry-red shoes, with the black buckle; her…

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Published by admin on July 21, 2017

Losing Grip

  I’m living in a place where I’m not entirely wanted or appreciated. I’m broke af, making it difficult to move. I look at CL ads but see nothing that really fits–and I don’t want to “force” it.   I’m living irresponsibly– and I’m not sure if I care. I don’t want to give in…

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Published by admin on October 22, 2016

The Secret of Italy: Buongiorno

    There’s something special about the way people greet each other in Italy. It’s like music. Poetry. Art. Buongiorno. Say it aloud with me. Really elongate the second syllable. Buon-gioooooor-no. Contrast it with hey–or hello, what’s up or good morning. They’re not bad, but they’re not exactly crepes falling from your lips, either. Buongiorno. (Let…

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