Romance

Cherry

The Passageway

There was this passageway, Long, rich, ferned. Pools, an old stairway, statuary. There are some leftover spines and a reading chair and the echo is...
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The Handkerchief

I was terrified. I was certain the lady in front of me had a bomb planted in her nose. The sound was sudden and deafening, like being hit in the back...

Attempting Eroticism

Attempting Eroticism The delicate pressure of your fingertips The heat and weight of your palm As it glides against my skin, Rests over a curve and...

Do Sharks Have Knees Part 2

My panic attacks had subsided to once every 70 odd hours, they fleetingly came and passed with my new found breathing procedures that allowed...

Distractions

She walked down the street at a pace that suggested she had somewhere to go, but it was not at a pace that suggested being in a hurry. The green...

Oscar

“Oscar, I haven’t been faithful” Maria expected to feel bad - ashamed even - but she didn’t. She was filled instead with polar opposite emotions:...

Blind Date

Julie drummed her fingers restlessly on the table, a magazine open and her cell phone idly laid by her. She tapped the screen again to make it light...

The Paper Heart (Deleted Stories)

Her pen pours forth a stem that grows into an ‘m’; no, not an ‘m’ , two arcs that join and make one mark. Meanwhile her teacher talks about the ‘joys...

Spill

SPILL Spill my feelings into words And actions that you deflect away With a single word or a bent hand. Spill my love upon the sheets Like river...

My Lips Meet Yours

My lips meet yours, in a tragic applause Of false content, as we mimic the films. I discover deception on your tongue With your hands in blood, of a...