Reunited

and then, atop a mess of soaked Egyptian cotton, while water trickled from an overturned bedside vase and as if savoring a cool spring after a week lost in the burning Sahara Remy and Anäis devoured each other playing each other's body like musical instruments him the sax, her the violin their harmonics blending into … Continue reading Reunited

Swim For Your Life in Me

~ for M.B. ~ Run to me, oh spotted fawn His raging alcoholic inferno Destroying your soul for ages Is behind you now Sparks still chase Popping and hissing after you You've been running, exhausted Trapped, frightened, confused Escaping your living nightmare But fear not, don't look back Now you are free! Come drink of … Continue reading Swim For Your Life in Me

Inside the Writer’s Mind: Letter to Amy

Preliminary notes: This little frivolity is a bit like a scene from a play.  The location is wherever (and whenever) I'm trying to write a letter... no, scratch that... trying to write anything at all. Green italicized text = the voice of my "inner critic". Red italicized text = my thoughts in response. Bold black … Continue reading Inside the Writer’s Mind: Letter to Amy