Across the wilderness’s heated hardness growing, Sarah quickened with memories rushing at her. She ran until she had to rest, wishing for a Long Island iced tea to quench her thirst and dull the memory of leaving him behind in San Diego all those years ago. She spat sand as he surfed in on aContinue reading Wilderness Run [fiction]
Ode To Dali [fiction]
Frozen morning creaking and screeches spoke from a thousand dull trembles. Heaped breaths billowed from seekers seeking suet and seed. Rabbits and mice ate carrots and cornmeal at Sarah’s feet. Thunderous trembles agonized across her front lawn when John Dey’s sky blue Chrysler dragged ass past her and sent bone-saw grunts to scamper her guestsContinue reading Ode To Dali [fiction]
Car Hysteria (Seduction Revisited) [poetry]
Earlier today, shopkeepers seduced pot-bellied old men with sleek, fast, brand-new cars that rubbed and kissed their trousers and guaranteed to stop lonesomeness. Erstwhile minds backpedaled on leather seats where stale memories surfaced and breathed new air, striking deals in brown cubicles under the breath of fresh coffee. What she feared most, kicked and scratchedContinue reading Car Hysteria (Seduction Revisited) [poetry]
Our Love [poetry]
We bedded with moss and leaf and sand drenched in that evening’s rain; a shimmering surf at our feet where diamonds and poetry wept on ocean waves. We stirred to passions rising in us, caressing below an unwatched moon. our love open no love closed we found heaven in all disclosed Your breath and sweatContinue reading Our Love [poetry]
Loving a Leanan Sidhe [fiction]
Sarah was 20 when she first met a Sidhe. Leanne O’Brian was new to the college campus. She was Irish and believed very much she was an actual descendant of a Leanan Sidhe (pronounced lan-awn she). She was beyond gothic-punk and World of Darkness games. She was real and beautiful and captivating, with long andContinue reading Loving a Leanan Sidhe [fiction]
Kiss Her [poetry]
Lower your lips to her heart Where your souls touch and flame Where you are ageless in her embrace Protected enough to say you love her Lay with her over moss and leaf Drenched in last night’s rain The shimmering surf at your face Where diamonds and poetry love to weep In this discovery youContinue reading Kiss Her [poetry]
Seduction [poetry]
Today at market, shopkeepers showcased brand-new cars and seduced nearsighted and potbellied old men with promises to stop their loneliness. The promises were offers of a future spent speeding on swift wheels. And so shiny chrome kissed the old men and sent them dreaming behind leather-bound steering wheels, the smooth bellies of animal skin seatsContinue reading Seduction [poetry]
