Entanglement
I really wasn’t expecting anything other than dinner with a long time email correspondant from the East Coast. I knew we had a lot in common– music, film, art..sex- but I have those things in a common with a lot of people. That flutter of anticipation filled us, almost like children, we nearly ran to [...]
Blind Memory
Pulling into the car port I notice the yellow light glowing through the curtains of my apartment. I left the light on, that’s strange. Climbing the stairs, arms weighted with the bags of the day, each step taller than the last, bags heavier with each step up– I wished I had gotten my keys ready [...]
get on the bus
My cock dry spell has finally been broken! Cue in angels singing and sun shards filtering down through my cum filled locks of hair. My dry spell, I realized (or maybe not such a big realization), was stemming from sadness and fear– but mostly fear. The older I get the harder it is to get [...]
100 years
I’ve been in this mood, this angsty near foul–my classic smile forced kind of mood. My mind hung up on unattainable non-tangible men, that are not mine to be hung up on and never will be. I need some new meat to shake things up, to move me, chase me, want me, use me. The [...]
binge
Last night when he was lapping and sucking, his head buried deep, full of hope, concentration, sweat glistening from his forehead , fingers and tongue doing just what they were supposed to, my juice quenching his thirst, he was there in it, in the moment. Where was I? My body was there, my cunt was [...]
the perfect kiss
Whenever I get this sick, I wax poetic, in the mind and onto the page. It also makes me a bit delirious and crazy, it makes me email men, expressing my love to them, which is true– I do love them, but I won’t love them like I do now–once my good health is back. [...]
random
I made a New Year resolution to take in more live performances. Last night I finally made it to magnificently restored Fox Theater in Oakland, a spectacular venue. I saw the Black Keys, very great, hard, dirty, bluesy guitar and drums only. The drummer kicked pounding ass. I met a library co-worker there, my work-brother; [...]
