Directly influenced by Kris Searle‘s new song Veins He shifts next to me as I pretend to still be asleep. Maybe if I lie here buried in the cushion of our sheets he will playfully push his face into the crevasse of my neck like he use to. Maybe he will press his body into […]
April 3, 2013
Domestic abuse crosses economic, cultural, and gender boundaries. Yet it’s still a topic that victims feel ashamed to share. The reasons are endless – fear, pride, even feeling alone due to the situation. It perpetuates the sentiment of being stuck with no hopes of getting out. Since puberty I’ve been loud, brass, and an advocate […]
February 20, 2013
Click here for part one. This is a serious choice I have to make. On one hand I have the Musician; sexy, familiar, and knew how to please me. On the other is the Bassist of the band who is drop dead gorgeous, intriguing, and probably wants to make me cum more than the boys. Dick verses […]
January 17, 2013
“Oh, it’s a ruthless night I see,” the doorman chuckles as I approach. There is always pleasure in being recognized before walking into one of my favorite Los Angeles bars. Any one could be famous, at least infamous, in this small city. The bar is practically empty. Not surprising considering the earliness of the evening. […]
September 2, 2012
I’ve always wanted to say a little something to the ones that left a little something on my sheets. I didn’t get an abortion. I was never pregnant. But I heard you cheated on me and I knew this would crush you. I cheated on you with two 15-year-old boys. I assumed I’d stop when […]
July 6, 2012
It had been awhile since I had met up with the Dealer. He gave me a Percocet and a glass of water. The second one I would enjoy was crushed in a line on the hand mirror next to a blueish-purple powdered line. I knelt next to the small table and covered one nostril with my […]
May 4, 2011
Fun comes at a price higher than you paid. “You can suck it and swallow, but I don’t know how good it will feel after.” Kitty was my left hemisphere. She put a voice to my thoughts in the synapses that sparked between us. She was a partner in crime, the devil on my shoulder, […]
February 8, 2011
“I have a meeting later. This guy is coming over… The one I told you about, in Santa Monica? Well,” he hesitated, looking at me like a kid about to tell his mom how the lamp broke. “Just stay in the bedroom. If that’s cool?” I nodded and he smiled. Still and with my eyes […]
June 6, 2013
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