My Journey with Erotic Poetry

Hey girl, Back in the early 2000s, I used to write real, filthy smut. I mean, stuff that makes me blush even to this day. It had quality to it- it wasn't just x-rated trash; a story was told with each one, and I recounted many of my sexual adventures. There was an online publication-... Continue Reading →

You’re Too Young To Be in Pain

Hey girl, You know what I am against? I am against people under the age of fifty complaining about how much their body hurts. Yes, I set the bar at fifty. Barring disability, and illness, if you're an able bodied person, you should not have a lot of trouble getting up and down. None of... Continue Reading →

Do you write under a pen name?

Hey girl, If you do, why do you write under a pen name? Is it because you're very shy and introverted, and/or the subject matter requires you to hide your identity? That's what I'm sort of struggling with at the moment. This current work in progress is a story that's been banging around my head... Continue Reading →

An early morning poem

Chemistry Impatient for end result The difference between a teaspoon And a gulf of indifference Rock hard crust and heavy insides Let it build just for it to sink And a fight ensues with animal anger And what's does it all mean anyway Between best friends in space I'm supposed to explain it later When... Continue Reading →

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