Illuminated only by the light of the moon,a lone woman stood lit up as if by a spotlight,standing on a dark and desolate street.She wore a long, fanciful black dress—her long blond hair done so neatly—her feet were bare.Confused...

Face Down By: Chastity Jackson  Everytime I see your face I smile..because all the events of our FUCKERATION come to my mind. And I relive the amazing grip if my hip when you had me face down and ass up. I...

People shouldn’t like me.Not easily.Not casually.Not in that shallow, you’re pleasant to be around way. They shouldn’t like me because I don’t exist to be digestible.I don’t smooth my edges so rooms stay comfortable.I don’t shrink my pain into something...

In hush of sheets, she burns serene— a quiet pyre 'neath storm-kissed skin,   arms arched high, wrists framed soft,  surrendering to flames within.   Breasts rise defiant altars,  nipples crowns of roseate fire,   pebbled tight with whispered want,  aching for the tongue's desire.     Rain of need traces rivulets  down...