Truth, Unleashed

No, I don't mean making love.  I mean sleeping together.  Pulling back the covers and lying down and kissing a little and then closing o...

The absence of you chills the somnolent dark warmth under my blankets.

I'll never forget the date - it was Sunday, September 14, 1997: the day I accidentally handcuffed myself to one of my uncle's kitche...

The moment I knew for sure; the contorted grimace of your face as rigor drew back the corners of your mouth: such memories I can endure....

for Him Splendid overhead shone the sun, hot and heavy as a breath.  It was summer, high golden summer, days of sweat and ennui under...

The words that he had spoken were shocking, even obscene.  Eat my flesh, he had said, and live forever!  Before he had even finished, some...

You can't stop me? You can't stop me! You won't stop me! You . . . won't . . . stop me? . . . stop me . . .