Google is a bitch. Well, google CALENDAR is a bitch… and i don’t mean “bitch” in a good way. i mean… That Google Calendar is a Biyatch To be fair, it isn’t her fault. She only chimes in to remind me of the shit that i shared with her. Y’know, the stuff i felt worthy … Continue reading
i saw ink Spread out on the page of someone i do not know Loved by mutual friends, i saw the thumbnail and recognized the tiny fuzzy figure it held i willed myself not to click Ah, but click i did There was one… no… two… two beautiful pictures of ink that i’ve traced with … Continue reading
i had my first orgasm without you, baby i haven’t even wanted to touch myself since the last time we fucked. Today… it had to be done. i had to feel something… anything… that would make me think that it would be okay… that it could be okay… without you. i try to limit my blog … Continue reading
i’m home from PXS and starting to recover some sleep… keeping the foot up a bit along the way. i worked today and am working into the night from the home office (aka… livingroom table) while listening to Melissa Etheridge. Mmmm… thinking of the bitch tonight. i opened the weekend’s suitcase and found her black … Continue reading
i’ve been running around today trying to get things done for work, my attorney, and PXS. i can’t believe that PXS is the day after tomorrow! i finally made it home for good just a few minutes ago and as i turned on my street, Van Halen came on the radio. A helluva song with … Continue reading
i conjure tonight… black wife-beater and worn blue jeans i hear the metal buckle a belt slips loop after loop in quick succession until it gently snaps air escapes my lungs cheeks flush bitch… mouth takes mouth a soft mane tickles my face before being gathered into a ponytail candlelight licks at the shadows of the … Continue reading
She slips my bed. Her loins – just pressed against my flank in promise- are now girded for battle. i watch as she gathers her things. Soon, she will gather her people. As she enters the crisp winter air, her mane escapes her coat collar and she is… She is majestic. She is warrior bitch. … Continue reading
my baby… my bitch… so many changes in her life and in mine (together and apart) and we keep readjusting. Sometimes this causes me brief concern… other times it is exciting. Change is good. Keeping the balance is my focus: loving and holding without clinging. i love… i am loved… …loosely but with intent Continue reading
i saw it in her eyes then… the thing i couldn’t parse in the hours before… the thing i couldn’t quite grasp in the overnight we had just shared… the unfamiliar feeling that wound around the disconnects we experienced in the day preceding. i saw it in her eyes then as we said goodbye. i recognized fear. … Continue reading
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