my flames of passion burn bright for you my love in the morning all I see is cold flesh and slanted eyes your tears are crystals of ice but my tongue is fire wrapping my arms around you desire licking ice from off your skin look into my eyes feel the heat of my ravenous […]
I’m just a humble poet with very little need Making people happy my one true deed Inspirations come in all shapes and measures But oh my Christmas Muse she doth give me pleasures Lay on the bed and wait for me Crack the window for you will see This cold night when I come for […]
Hey there Lover. There you lay passed out Beside me softly breathing. We just made violent passionate love Now you rest here sleeping. My thighs are still shaking; My arms, a little sore. Tired, I find my body But my mind, wide awake. Doubts. They come creeping in, Saturating my brain. Is it me you […]
your teeth tore at my throat as my legs wrapped around your waist gripped you tight they were covered in half-healed crescent-moons themselves amongst a backdrop of purple bruises my screams silenced became moans and whimpers lifting your snarling face to mine your eyes shone like black discs and I bit your soft lips ‘tween […]
My review of J. Warren Welch’s poetry book “That’s Not Poetry”.
My review of Lou Rasmus’ poetry book “Grapefruit Juice.”
In the morning she lay, peaceful as she did, the grasses and trees which took root within her skin stretched toward the sun. The verdant greens of fresh life covered her and she rested, calm. She felt a breeze run across her hilltops and she shivered. A downward pressure and a shift in temperature. The […]
A deliciously bloody collaboration.
A fever has overtaken my addled mind. My flushed skin feels tight, stretched, too small. In the mirror I see a reflection of a woman, but it’s as if through another set of eyes. I am a stranger within my own flesh. It wasn’t always this way. It’s like I am sitting beside myself, and […]
And I’m searching for that calm space in my mind, as his hand is around my throat and he’s biting my shoulder and I can’t move and he’s fucking me, telling me it’s love and he’s the only one who truly loves me but I can’t move and my safe-word meant nothing and he tells […]
