Snuffed out by her inner demons. Don’t speak to me about forests and sands, for they interest me very little, except for when they wash upon the shores of her inner thigh that is. It’s a natural thing, some kind of sexual turn on maybe. The way everything glistens beneath the moon. The way thunder rolls over Read more

  She stripped me naked as night came calling. Shadows everywhere save for between our bodies, the songs of childhood hallucinations could be tasted upon bare lips. Flooded subways as we shifted from one place to the next, she had the golden touch as somewhere nearby a car crashed into a launderette before bursting into Read more

When being in public was too difficult, I’d picture her breasts squeezed together. When anxiety had me on my knees, I’d imagine those nipples of hers poking between painted fingernails. Keeping the sickness at bay, I’d have her nude and breathless beneath me as I did my thing. Getting lost in the possession of her body, Read more

  Hands trembling while seated at a splendid table, nausea rises and takes hold. Sweat trickling down your brow, you repeatedly swallow to stop yourself from being sick. There was a time when this kind of thing never happened. There was a time when to exist came naturally. But not anymore. Sat at the stupid Read more

  With your perfect pouting face, do you think you can hold off the hand of time from dispensing you like a fly? With those impressive breasts, do you think you can seduce at will and deny the big nothing that lurks at the foot of your bed? Sex won’t save you from obscurity; it Read more