Lace Bodystocking

Doorbell rings

Cold sweat

Panties off, coat check.


Talk shit

Bite lips , fingertips.

Time slows to near rewind

Trash talk from dirty minds

Chilled glass. Poured wine

Slow whine

Arched spine.


Skin peeks through lace

Blindfold covers face

Hearts race

from the sounds of

Beads around waist.


No guilt, mutual respect

caution…slippery when wet

Fingers on neck tightens.

Senses deprived … heightened

Energies connect, lightning.

Nearly divine , enlightened.


Same rhythm

Same. beat.

Fists grip fitted sheets

Toes curl on feet

Sweat drips from heat.


Beg for permission … slow down

Bite … pillow. muffle sounds

Waves crash

Rain down.



Soft and Cunt

Sometimes I wonder

How can I be so strong yet so fragile?

My heart is still raw like flesh.

Childlike faith mixed with healthy skepticism

Blame society, for this peculiar recipe.

Naïveté belongs in the past, to the days we once enjoyed, before reality stripped it away and scrubbed it clean.

I will never be the same again and I’m unsure if I should laugh or cry about this.

My heart is still like flesh, it hasn’t been hardened: I feel everything still.

But now the sensation has dimmed, less pronounced. The volume has been turned down to protect my senses.


I feel everything .

I’m not sure if I should laugh or cry about this.

Nipsey: 111 Words

I don’t know this man, but in his passing I felt him. He was felt through us , he passed through like a current. His legacy created a ripple, a shock, a jolt through us. He lived his purpose. He left his legacy. At his age. He did his job, served his purpose. I’m haunted at night because at my age, I haven’t even cracked mine. He was my age.

But then again, what is age if not but a chance to live out our mission here on earth?

Rest easy Nipsey, thank you. Sending peace to your family. May they find solace in the legacy that you have left behind…



PAIN the Guest

I sat with Pain.

I invited and it RSVP’d

We sat alone, face to face

It told me things and I listened

I asked it why, it gave me no reason and told me that it was up to me to decipher and discover

So we sat and I felt everything

Then I started to feel myself growing

And growing

And glowing

And suddenly it told me that its time has come

To leave

But it gave me a present

A scar to remember it

And I bid adieu