[…] a loveless marriage may have been the catalyst for my entrance to this picture of familial unbliss as a shadow over your marital bed. That is, if there was such a thing. But you two do not share a bed, or even a postcode. The ties that bind you are two little men bearing your resemblance, … Continue reading close your eyes and scream
I know your signs. I know them by heart. They scream the words you would not say, even now, after all these years. I make believe that I know what is hiding between the lines, fooling myself that 7 years have made me an expert of your unspoken. Your capital sentences – you’re typing on … Continue reading I know your signs
"this" - his hungry fingers gently squeezed the soft hill around my left hip upon which, starting from the deep valley of my hip crease, they have been tracing and climbing every silver path - "is perfection."
“are you angry at me?” “no … just … feel numb” Happy 7th. We’ve made it.
Five days of silence I can hardly recall now Your eyebrows’ arches Five days of silence When you touch her, do you see Me? Her? Your future? Five days of silence I remind myself again This is your normal Five days of silence I want to scream and mean it: Sorry won’t … Continue reading 5 7 5
I don’t for a minute believe that you don’t know what I’m wanting. It’s obvious. I’ve asked for it, in so many words, so many times, spelled it out loud. You know. You ignore it. Maybe, in your head, you justify it - “she’s better off without” “she’s just being cute” “she doesn’t really mean … Continue reading Resented request
Have you ever imagined The One? Their fingernails. Their lopsided smile after cracking and inside joke. Their crooked toes. Their smell right after a steamy shower, and at the end of a long day. How they’d know you better than you know yourself, and you’d want to be with them to explore both you and … Continue reading Pre-anniversary