Sex with Strangers

Sex with Strangers
It was a dare, oh yes it was I was young crazy and in lust. You were dangerous. The right kind of madness had arrived just in time. We were in the city, the one where anything goes where no one tells private secrets laced with lies. Your lack of experience intoxicated me. I had ...

Last Prayer

Last Prayer
It is an inconvenient time, swaddled tightly with life’s circumference. Enmeshed with an array of emotions, responsibilities. I am culpable for everyone. I am liable to provide the means to fulfill their urgent desire to be happy. I am a one stop shop. As my body matures, my vanity has given way to fuck it. ...

My Kids Are Trying To Kill Me

My Kids Are Trying To Kill Me
“Mother who is really a mother is never free.” – Honore de Balzac I have been a “mother” since I was nine years old. Well, technically I was my mother’s helper, beginning at the age of nine until I flew the coop at seventeen. We were what was referred to, back in the day, as ...