Restoration

She is a collector of all things broken. Her desk and shelves littered with shards and shivers of sentiments … More

Without Reason

I am wholly divided. My thoughts march through love’s waltz. My heart taps in an ungraceful pirouette. Seems my body’s … More

Sepia tone sex in strobe flashes pain never captured bites and scratches remastered virgin grey scale denials antiqued primal cravings … More

The lantern was her beacon. Every clear night for the past eight months, he sat at the end of that … More

His gaze devoured her shimmering green eyes with such intensity she forced her eyes shut. She shook her head, knowing … More

She was mesmerized by the hypnotic power of his eyes. She knew instinctively he could decipher her every emotion and … More

I was recently reminded of this short story I wrote a while back. I have shied away from sharing my … More

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