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100 Words on Love – It is in the Cards
Mistress Fate smiled a wry, almost gentle smile as she finished knotting the two lover’s thread… “Don’t believe in me? Fine, let me show you what happens when you piss Fate off…” Stepping back, as she folded her arms, she … Continue reading →
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100 Words on Ambiguity – in the Alley
He traced the almost boyish figure, covered by a crisp starched white shirt…Their kiss full of brutality and want, deepened. How had he ended up here? In this dirty alley with…this man-boy? He trembled as fingers began to tug at … Continue reading →
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100 Words on Water – Not a Drop to Drink…
I hold you like water in my hands… Temporary, chilled, nourishing…Did I mention temporary? I feel you seeping away, finding the cracks in those hands, the cracks in my heart and …the tighter I grip, the harder I try to … Continue reading →
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100 Words on Music – Dance Me…
“Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin ” Rich, acrid velvet, the words intoxicate, a slow dance stealing thoughts of you… I wonder if anyone has seen you the way I do? Mirror, mirror on the wall… “Dance … Continue reading →
100 Words on Innocence – Age of…
There was a simpler time, or so it seemed…when two and two always made up four…The sun always lifted, and, at the end of the day drifted to her rest… I was younger, and loved with open abandon…my first love? … Continue reading →
100 Words on Night – Sweet Oblivion
The neon light flashes on…off…on…off… casting rich shadows that caress, and then abandon, caress, abandon…. I sit and watch the seconds drip and fall…on…off…on…off… I think upon what could of been, quiet regret, red hot…then cold…on…off…on…off… the pills held tightly, … Continue reading →
100 Words on Night – Everlasting?
I watched you sleep,your beauty pallid in the dimmed shadows of the Moon’s kiss…alluring, leaving me trembling in wanton hope… I fought against encroaching dawn, for the light brings change…stay Mistress Night, stay awhile… You shift and I still your … Continue reading →
100 Words on Night – Watching
I watched you sleep,your beauty pallid in the dimmed shadows of the Moon’s kiss…alluring, leaving me trembling in wanton hope… I fought against encroaching dawn, for the light brings change…stay Mistress Night, stay awhile… You shift and I still your … Continue reading →
100 Words on Faith – You Gotta Have…
“When I grow up, I want to be George Michaels” I said, with the ernest intensity of youth, as the song “Faith” blared from the tinny car radio… “don’t be daft…he is gay…Wham? Need I say more.” My friend Roddy … Continue reading →
100 Words on Sensuality – Sated, take 3.
We danced, once, you and I…when the world was younger, smaller, more intimate… Do you remember? I could dance the steps as easily today as I did back then, your hand upon my back, your fingers bound with mine…I carry … Continue reading →
