I write romantic things for privileged women who call themselves girls much passed their girlhood. They read with me. They stare at the make-up on their faces. We are made up and lined. Every day, new lines. Crooked lines. Curved lines. Lines lines lines. I pray to whatever god I believe in that day for […]Read more "Romance Novelist"
I am a rapt lover. Wrapped in love. I love all over. I am stagnant in a fugitive moment. Flashing touch. Fleeting and focused. I love all over. Twisted. Tangled. Transfixed on emotion. Every word. Every breath. I am attached and devoted. I love all over. I adore and he desires. I am high and […]Read more "I Love All Over"