Tag archive: sex
Why I hate when you smoke, a poem
How I hate when you smoke Revised with a new title and everything. A special thanks to Mary Brown. On the rare occasion I want to stand outside with you while you hold and light, inhale and exhale in puffs… continue reading »
Unsaid
Some things are better left unsaid. V. “Talk to me,” he says, caressing her hand and fondling the wrinkles of her numb fingers. She says, “I’m fine.” Not that he asked. They walk with naked stares into the night. She… continue reading »
A cynic’s take on Summit Week
Life has been going well. My work load has lessened; my classes still interest me. Ironically enough, I feel it’s as good of time as any to write about cynicism. Maybe I won’t have to label this blog with “rant”… continue reading »
Dear Sex,
A from-the-heart commentary. February 2, 1998 Dear S-E-X, I am scared to say your name. Teacher says it’s a bad word so I don’t want to get in trouble. I just figured out what you are today. You’re gross. Mommy… continue reading »