I love my job, but ...

This post is written for Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness  Saturday (SoCS). Today’s prompt is: Rhymes with rosy or just rosy.

Let me start by saying: I love my job. 229 more words


Capsizing Breath (Repost)

Your absence sucks the warmth from these sheets,

Curling between my thigh’s, roping around my fingers

Still trembling and gasping

From gentle tugs and rasping bites… 60 more words

Word Prompt

Hypnos, Benevolent

Like a deer in the forest, she stirred, nervous and graceful. The moonlight through the peepal tree outside her window dappled her wheaten skin and gave it a shifting, stirring quality. 924 more words


charm school drop out

it’s very
late and the crickets are bedding down in the banana trees for the night and
behind the brick walls yes the ones tagged with nonsense the drunkard kings are… 170 more words


An estrogenerally enjoyable flick

I’m at work watching To All the Boys I’ve Loved Before, so I figure I might as well write at the same time.

I like romcoms. 496 more words

Stream Of Consciousness

skyscraping to the sound of starlight

taste of infinity

glitters on lips

smoky silhouettes

congregate in wild whispers

a demon’s tail

glistening ruby red
a whip

of sultry naked movements

raining down… 45 more words