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Seasons Change

I used to write about October,  about watching the leaves change colours  and falling in love  with the way the world would  slowly  and surely fall...

Plight

Having recognized a purpose also comes with a plight. You end up living in the fight. I'm exhausted, I'm tired. I feel it in my bones. I'm always in the...

Headscapes

There’s people outside, the thrashing and bustling kind. Nowadays they...

Second-Hand Sky

For once I was a first impression, To catch a lady’s eye. Though now I...

unerotic erotica

when a cotton white shirt sits down when it’s new, but about 23 wears...

The Side Unseen

There was a girl who used to look in the mirror and tell herself one...

Trail

Trail your fingertips over my skin. Make me arch with shivers. Lick a...

You May

I will never let you keep the accent lamp in the...

The Secret Garden

His sins do you confess them? No I keep them. To some a peculiar...

A Thunderstorm

i wish i were more things that a person could love, but my skin is raw and...