He keeps the box on a shelf, small and battered,like it's lived a thousand lives. Dust gathers on the corners,but he doesn’t touch it,not since the day he put it there,not since the day he stopped believing in goodbye. The bottle...

             “Funky from her ass to her mouthI’m continuing to bust her pussy out,            “Flat on the bed with nowhere to goShe is realizing this dick between my legs is not just for show,             “Pulling her hair while several...

  Not really.   My needs are your needs.   Eating,sleeping,spreading seeds.   It's that simple for other creatures.   Not humans.   We've turned our search for food into something more than the need to fuel our bodies.   We've turned sleeping into the search for a more salubrious environment to...

the dark stirs and I with itrising to caress midnight and it's sorrowthere is no need to worry in the depths I am keptsilent to the nighta perfectly imperfect beingswaying to the pulse of my madnessmy tongue singing a...