the heel press

I’m stuck in the middle Of this hour-glass love I’m only sand passing through I’m there ...

The sound of music blends in with the sounds of running water.  HELEN enters the large laundry mat with lar...

This is awkward. His eyes are blazing through me incredulously, and I fidget around thinking that I've done something...

i love your handwriting writing jazzy notes   like thelonious monk at times : jaggedy blues   like ...

When Hurricane Katrina hit New Orleans on August 29th, the aftermath that ensued only reaffirmed many of the black co...

I was certain of the way things were when the signs changed their block lettering on storefront facades and bricks ...

I'm not so sure I know what it is. Either that, or I'm too ashamed to admit that I do. there's ju...

No. See, right there. That's where you made the mistake. YOU are not supposed to make me feel uncomfortable and ...

I thought I knew it all about sex: Positions Places to do it People to it with Toys Teasing As well as diseas...

She waits. Wading her way through her own pond of waste-laid promises and words grown green from stale.   Ali...

I don't want to be a soldier I don't want to be your stooge I'm not going to shoot on command Kill the people on o...

There is no love like geek love. No force more powerful on earth than the ties that bind a fanboy and a fangirl. Wh...

As the heat bursts; a summer breeze flops the flap of a straw hat off an old woman seated on her porch and flips it i...

lets tuck away reason the howhys no past can b (e) xplained for th (e) xi...

1988 i was kicking at my mothers womb with my combat boots and the ripe thoughts of revolution only a baby can posses...

I am not a stereotypical alpha male. You won't find me cruising around frat row with a gaggle of drunk girls on each...

Sleep now tired one. For you know not what you mean to me. And if you were to find the answer, I know n...

A Haiku must "paint" a mental image in the reader's mind.   Bleach is my friend So fr...

There I sit. Wading, in the ocean, waves crashing around me. My eyes look up, and see the largest wave they've ever ...

Happiness depending on outside occurrences is why it is not real..;)