Sexual Musings :: Hope

“I can see you now, you know. Eyes turned toward the north, watching clouds build like dove-colored pillows across the horizon, your hands in your pockets. You have a half-smile that dimples one cheek and, from the porch, I can hear the way your breathing settles into your chest as you study the trees swaying […]

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Sexual Musings :: Calyx

“There is desire in those wild eyes, a sort of dance between lavender irises, and you’ll let yourself be fooled into thinking it’s for you…But it’s for the foggy mornings and muggy nights. A hunger for young blossoms and whipping leaves, the low whine of water over rock, and stars kissing her skin.” ©️ Pearl […]

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NaNoWriMo :: Day 1

Didn’t get off to the best start on Day One (just a little over 600 words) but I kept telling myself: “I started.” That’s what matters right? To begin. To commence. I mixed it up a little and played with free-writing on Day One instead of choosing a specific moment on the timeline to sketch. […]

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Sexual Musings :: Anonymous

Sexual Musings :: Anonymous Violet light is dripping across the page, under the shadow of ink and words I’ve laid down like thistles. Every line protects a promise, caged stripes of faded blue and echoes of all the praise which would spill from my mouth if I’d only let them loose like doves into the […]

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Spine Study :: Enemy Women

I had this goal, awhile back, to read more books set in Missouri, especially local areas. All in all, Missouri is a state rich with history – a popular travel and trade hub throughout the development of the United States, beautiful landscapes marred by scars from the Civil War, and a culture much its own. […]

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Sexual Musings :: Estuary

There is a word for the place where a river meets the sea – It’s like a melody I heard as a child From the back pew Of a stained glass church, Whispering across my skin On steel core fiddle strings: “Estuary. Estuary. Estuary.” And I want to paint our bedroom In its colors- Foam […]

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Frisky Friday :: Beethoven

It was the press of the gold pedal- a clumsy, young kiss to my calf muscle- Sonata No. 14’s minor strokes rippling, dark water disturbed by a falling leaf, out from under my reaching fingers. The ache of longing, a melancholy thirst, shattering, shaping build of a budding child meeting a woman’s passion face to […]

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Sexual Musings :: Amber Beer

Sexual Musings :: Amber-Beer “Tell me what you wrote about today,” he whispered, lips lightly tracing the arc of my forehead. “About a woman who loved a man with golden wheat in his eyes; amber-beer irises lined with lashes the color of ink that stole the breath from her chest. A man with a slab-built-on-grade […]

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