Sex/Life 44
It’s funny how one year ago I was stressing out about sending her yet another pathetic email. Her birthday was the perfect excuse. “How to say ‘I st...
Because it makes our existence both better and worse, sex deserves its own column.
It’s funny how one year ago I was stressing out about sending her yet another pathetic email. Her birthday was the perfect excuse. “How to say ‘I st...
I took off her glasses. There she was. “This is the woman I fell in love with” I thought. I looked into her beautiful blue eyes, she stared back at me. We smile...
My bed was our temple. There we worshiped our bodies, made human sacrifices from each others flesh, closed our eyes and prayed to come at the same time. We laug...
Here I am, walking back home, alone. It’s Sunday, 11:49 PM. I am too sober to say I’m drunk, too drunk to say I’m tipsy. And I feel sad. Acros...
Her tears have evaporated from my skin; her flavor, replaced by some cheap airplane crisps and apple juice. I close my eyes. At least in my mind I’m still...