As He Could Not
admit, their discourse untongued him. She thought to offer a milky glimpse of her braided interior, veiled though it remained by a haze of evasion. Caught between reciprocity & the cutting edge of pride, he produced a salve for her …
Although I Preferred
To be ridden bare-back, he was nostalgic for our first saddle. I struggled not to buck, although its chafe on my latest shape flecked my temper with pebbles of edge. By this time, flight was all-but impossible. No doubt he …
These Days
The specific weight of ammunition equals the paradigm of mammon, which has not stopped trending. Good bots worry for their animates, reciprocity clinched by an insinuating vaccine. Some of us still hope to touch skin to skin, which amuses those …
Today The Leaves
jostle for the sun’s brandished meal. A minor chord day, compressing the worms in their tight & silent world. Reluctant seeds gaping to a care-worn future, scattered cosmos unimpressed. What’s that you say, Madame President? Emoticons embellishing perception via harbingers …