Nocturnal. Now. Notorious. Silence. The Hunters’ Dream. Darkness. Each lazy, caressing strand of wind.. Brilliant. Awestruck. Savagely...

My entire body is pressed against. A door. My whole weight, little heavier lately as I've added some flare to my aura. Am I the fucking...

I was 11 when I first awkwardly thrust a clutch into gear. I was 15 when my mom showed up at my high school to get my drivers license. I...

Priceless irony kneeled to rest, and, with respect. Her eyes bulge. A pair of deep, deep, blue...snake-eyed die. Today the view was new....

I am awkwardly honest. I have no idea why. Shit. Wait. That is a lie. Honesty bites through leather, rips through lace. It can be the...

You can't call me Dre. Talking in the cuts doesn't pay. Shit. I ain't got nothing to do. I am going to fuck with you. Principalities....

She was a good time. He couldn't tell time. She was the right time. He never had time. She wouldn't be a long time. He waited for the...

I have been playing hide and seek for two years with my father. I keep finding little boy blue on the moon. I am still holding Ricky...

A good shit show is a voyeuristic force to reckon with. The malodorous stench of another's shit hitting the fan does not pull away the...

A sane mind can be pushed to insanity. Especially when the impossible beating of a murdered heart begins to twist the mind apart. An...

Why did I never have your name? What is your definition of friendship? Why didn't you work for the family business? When I moved near...

I remember weird shit. Like, the first time I squeezed, panicked and felt fear at the "Fun House" at the Frog Jump. I never did do well...

Hello darkness, my old friend, I've come to talk with you again. I'd like to let Paul Simon know that darkness is not a friend. And,...

Twenty days left for wet T-shirt contests and scandalous displays of cleavage. Twenty more days of Titties. Five words. Fucking mouthful....

The Wednesday before Thanksgiving left a mark. I admit, I hadn't given the day much credit to begin with. My fault. I was dwelling on yet...

Does breast cancer run in your family? I want to answer this question with confidence. I also want to love mushrooms, but my confidence...

Are you? The simple answer is, Yes! To the cashier, waitress, peers, and, all daily interactions...I am better than ok! However, I have...

I sexually assaulted women today. Not in a way that will require me to register as a sex offender; none of the women knew they were my...

Social media is, by design, socially awkward. I mean, Zuckerberg fucking bent ‘social awkwardness’ over, had the world take a selfie,...

September 22, 2020, I had the second mammogram of my life. My descent into my own mortality began shortly after. I knew. It started with...