My pet, please let the whisper of my mouthcaress your neck where pulse beats out my name.This lover’s liquid residue flows south,a tongue of sweet saliva to your flame.A sparkling ribbon glistens like a teardown chest and belly’s saturated...

I close the door and settle in –“Bless me father; I have sinned.”A small partition slides awaythrough which the lattice shadow playreveals your jawline silhouette;a pair of lips I shan’t forget.“How long, my child, since you’ve confessed?”My heart is...

     I write now a short testament as to why I write and what influences me to lift the pen. I write not only for my adoration for creative writing, but as a form of therapy to help...

    I’ve become a writer to find a truth, buried within me for too long. It’s been screaming deeply within, even sprouting to taste the quenching air it has so longed. Feeding it with my taboo desires, which...