I woke to where you fell asleep  on asphalt crumbled unfulfilled.  I walked the confines of that street,  my hands familiar with the wheel,  my ears familiar with the roar  of engine grinding piston speak,  the sounds before the...

Here we are banning books about Rosa Parks                  while the Pastor dresses in drag on Sunday                  spewing a sermon of love that sounds...

Part 1The Realm of Realism (Life in a Tomb)The Path of Uncertainty         I know this path. This is a path that I’ve walked before. It’s a dark one with an indeterminate end. Me, myself and I...

As my spit-drizzled cock stood erect before her face, she looked at me and gave a smile that would show she was having childish fun.So I pulled on her leash until she came face to face with me. I...