Curtains for the Trees

In college, I devoted my studies to the History of Art, with the odd goal of wearing tailored suits and sleek, smooth hair held neatly in a ...

Allow me, please, to touch you.  The tips of my fingers want to read the lines and scars and heal your heavy mind with a sort of meditation....

As I sit here imagining just how inappropriately a Thursday could go, I’m reminded of our meeting with HR and the company lawyers — invited ...

I finish rinsing and turn off the faucet, the bathroom steamy from my shower, my skin pink from the hot water and scrubbing.  I dry off with...

True story: I'm at a friend couple's going away party at a local pub -- a place I like, but haven't been to that often....

What is it about you that makes me want to sit on you backwards? Is it the way you look?  You are appealing.  Or the way you speak? You are...