taste for blood
she understood that he got his taste for blood from licking his own wounds – spiritwolf Continue reading taste for blood
Category: creative
memories of a yellow house
you can try to just paint over your old walls ignore those familiar feelings but when you wander the memory … Continue reading memories of a yellow house
taste
she said: “i miss your taste” so i opened the book to the page where the words: “i miss the … Continue reading taste
liar liar
my lips whispered poems of unselfish love free from desire as my hands slid slowly under her sweater and made … Continue reading liar liar
eulogy
“It has been said t hat an orgasm is like a little death”, she smiled. To which I replied, “Then … Continue reading eulogy
haunted by waters
I recently had been advised that I needed to be returning to my roots…the fundamental things that are core to … Continue reading haunted by waters
neither here nor there from the air…
a moment of clarity, a reckoning a few mornings ago…and it was neither here nor there from the air, recollecting … Continue reading neither here nor there from the air…
struggle
there’s a beautiful myth that persists that somehow letting go is just giving up that to surrender to it all … Continue reading struggle
are we family (or what)?
“It’s only human to want to inhabit every feeling you’ve got And more often than not, it’s taken to the … Continue reading are we family (or what)?
this is poetry, too…
I understand. You want poetry, the traditional kind, hot blooded and full-bodied, rich and ripe for the drinking. But the … Continue reading this is poetry, too…
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