Silent EggThe band is playing loudobnoxious country music.I'm masturbating!It's amazing how differentyou view people in publicwhen using a silent sex egg.There is just a tiny hint of noise...but it's more than covered bythe music and the conversation.I smile a...

I recall many nights with you,Under the skies of mid-December It seemed almost nightly, you were wearing that nightie We called it “ugly pink”, remember? My eyes would secretly glideUp and down that satiny gownHungrily drinking, the shiny fabric clinging To every curve...

Anytime I say a word,I finger-tip the net of your nerve.Draw a physical on your haze.Like now. I want to drawPink jasmineOn the canvas of your head.

SCARY SHADOWSIn the corner of my room, when Iwas 8 years old - shadows woulddance, play and try to kill eachother. They'd often whisper my name!They moved, acting out my fears andthe abuse that had happened to meover the...