Crimson Ocean Dance
For/from Fionna I had flushed a deep, deep crimson—my cheeks and the triangle of flesh visible above my T-shirt’s V-neckline the same colour as her lipstick. I knew this because my shame was reflected in her sunglasses. “What?” she jeered.
Crimson Ocean Dance
For/from Fionna I had flushed a deep, deep crimson—my cheeks and the triangle of flesh visible above my T-shirt’s V-neckline the same colour as her lipstick. I knew this because my shame was reflected in her sunglasses. “What?” she jeered.
COLDEST night, HOTTEST party: Thank You!
First, only this: It was such an incredible night… I didn’t at all care the books were still stuck in Texas. Because you were amazing. And now, I know you’ve been dying to see the photos, so here are all of
COLDEST night, HOTTEST party: Thank You!
First, only this: It was such an incredible night… I didn’t at all care the books were still stuck in Texas. Because you were amazing. And now, I know you’ve been dying to see the photos, so here are all of
TELL ME: Day 4—Fatherhood
Tonight! Tonight! Tonight! Before then… one final taste: Day 4—Fatherhood Thursday, December 6 This is how I start my mornings now. Waiting for you. —I’m here. I guess playing coy and hard to get when you come won’t really
TELL ME: Day 4—Fatherhood
Tonight! Tonight! Tonight! Before then… one final taste: Day 4—Fatherhood Thursday, December 6 This is how I start my mornings now. Waiting for you. —I’m here. I guess playing coy and hard to get when you come won’t really
TELL ME: Day 3—Fuck Foreplay
OMFG, the party is tomorrow, and I think I’m finally starting to get stupid nervous. I hope YOU are just feeling excited. What do you think of this day’s chapter title? Subtle, eh? It’s that kind of book… Day 3—Fuck
TELL ME: Day 3—Fuck Foreplay
OMFG, the party is tomorrow, and I think I’m finally starting to get stupid nervous. I hope YOU are just feeling excited. What do you think of this day’s chapter title? Subtle, eh? It’s that kind of book… Day 3—Fuck
TELL ME: Day 2—Did she just?
How was Day 1, kittens? I should tell you, what you’re reading is the ms I submitted to HarperCollins, not the final edited one. Don’t worry–they only made 20 changes in the 400 pages. 19 don’t matter. One… well. I’ll
TELL ME: Day 2—Did she just?
How was Day 1, kittens? I should tell you, what you’re reading is the ms I submitted to HarperCollins, not the final edited one. Don’t worry–they only made 20 changes in the 400 pages. 19 don’t matter. One… well. I’ll
TELL ME: Day 1—Maybe
So, we’re having this killer party on December 6… and to get you in the mood, up until the sixth, you get to taste a chapter a day of Tell Me. Have I told you–it’s a Christmas story? The story unfolds
TELL ME: Day 1—Maybe
So, we’re having this killer party on December 6… and to get you in the mood, up until the sixth, you get to taste a chapter a day of Tell Me. Have I told you–it’s a Christmas story? The story unfolds
TELL ME: before
So, we’re having this killer party on December 6… and to get you in the mood, up until the sixth, you get to taste a chapter a day of Tell Me. Have I told you–it’s a Christmas story? The story unfolds
TELL ME: before
So, we’re having this killer party on December 6… and to get you in the mood, up until the sixth, you get to taste a chapter a day of Tell Me. Have I told you–it’s a Christmas story? The story unfolds
So… we’re having this KILLER PARTY
If you’re in #yyc and area, please consider yourself most cordially invited: Tuesday, December 6 7 to 9 pm GRAVITY POPE 1126 17 Ave SW featuring BURLESQUE by Daisy DeVille & Keely Kamikaze and TAROT readings by Janine Morigeau &
So… we’re having this KILLER PARTY
If you’re in #yyc and area, please consider yourself most cordially invited: Tuesday, December 6 7 to 9 pm GRAVITY POPE 1126 17 Ave SW featuring BURLESQUE by Daisy DeVille & Keely Kamikaze and TAROT readings by Janine Morigeau &
THREE WORDS: Pills Chips Lotion
For/from Tet I indulge in this ritual before I come see you, did you know that? Always—well, every time, so far—I don’t know if it’s something I’ll always do it. But it is the thing I do, for now. Bath,
THREE WORDS: Pills Chips Lotion
For/from Tet I indulge in this ritual before I come see you, did you know that? Always—well, every time, so far—I don’t know if it’s something I’ll always do it. But it is the thing I do, for now. Bath,
THREE WORDS: Anticipation Disappointment Hope
For/from Grazyna Anticipation is the space between our lips before we kiss—there is nothing more seductive, arousing, exciting—that moment of before, not-quite, waiting… anticipating… Anticipating, say it again, listen—the word’s rhythm is a promise of everything—everything is possible—and yet… until
THREE WORDS: Anticipation Disappointment Hope
For/from Grazyna Anticipation is the space between our lips before we kiss—there is nothing more seductive, arousing, exciting—that moment of before, not-quite, waiting… anticipating… Anticipating, say it again, listen—the word’s rhythm is a promise of everything—everything is possible—and yet… until
3 WORDS: Train Cloud Mountains
For/from Leslie “If we were going to fuck on the train,” they said, looking out of the window, not at me, “how, exactly, would we do it?” I laughed. “A terrible lack of initiative,” I told them. Staying in my
3 WORDS: Train Cloud Mountains
For/from Leslie “If we were going to fuck on the train,” they said, looking out of the window, not at me, “how, exactly, would we do it?” I laughed. “A terrible lack of initiative,” I told them. Staying in my
THREE WORDS: Collar Forgiveness Wind
From/for Lisa She turned up her fur collar up, as protection against the wind, sinking her chin and cheeks into its embrace. I smiled: her face looked like it was playing peekaboo with the world—with me. Kissed the tip of
THREE WORDS: Collar Forgiveness Wind
From/for Lisa She turned up her fur collar up, as protection against the wind, sinking her chin and cheeks into its embrace. I smiled: her face looked like it was playing peekaboo with the world—with me. Kissed the tip of
Elated Chocolate Tears
For/from Cathy “Are you sure it’s a chocolate stain?” he asked, laughing. I shuddered. He laughed again. “I guess it’s a bad idea. To have chocolate in bed while having anal sex.” “You asked me to bring it. And, you’re
Elated Chocolate Tears
For/from Cathy “Are you sure it’s a chocolate stain?” he asked, laughing. I shuddered. He laughed again. “I guess it’s a bad idea. To have chocolate in bed while having anal sex.” “You asked me to bring it. And, you’re
THREE WORDS: Crimson Brilliant Moon
From/for Nina I’ve always liked doing dishes by moonlight. I don’t turn off all the lights in the kitchen, of course, and rely just on the moon—well, that one time, but that was an unbelievable Harvest moon that gave almost
THREE WORDS: Crimson Brilliant Moon
From/for Nina I’ve always liked doing dishes by moonlight. I don’t turn off all the lights in the kitchen, of course, and rely just on the moon—well, that one time, but that was an unbelievable Harvest moon that gave almost
3 WORDS: Stoked Sunrise Ferocity
For/from Paola “You are such a buzz kill,” she said, pouting, frowning, pulling her lips into distorted shapes of anger—faked, but not. “Come on! I’m so stoked about it! Be excited for me!” “No,” I turned my back on the
3 WORDS: Stoked Sunrise Ferocity
For/from Paola “You are such a buzz kill,” she said, pouting, frowning, pulling her lips into distorted shapes of anger—faked, but not. “Come on! I’m so stoked about it! Be excited for me!” “No,” I turned my back on the
The Death of a Swan / Mehdi Hamidi Shirazi
This was a present to me on my birthday from someone I love, and now I am thrilled to share it with you… The Death of a Swan / Mehdi Hamidi Shirazi They say death of a swan, this beautiful
The Death of a Swan / Mehdi Hamidi Shirazi
This was a present to me on my birthday from someone I love, and now I am thrilled to share it with you… The Death of a Swan / Mehdi Hamidi Shirazi They say death of a swan, this beautiful
3 WORDS: Peasant Cicada Pomegranate
For/from Lara Sometimes he can’t decide if he’s a Kurdish peasant or a Shirazi sheik when he’s with me, and he shifts between the two roles-personas in the space of a sentence—or a breath—a kiss. I love the peasant as
3 WORDS: Peasant Cicada Pomegranate
For/from Lara Sometimes he can’t decide if he’s a Kurdish peasant or a Shirazi sheik when he’s with me, and he shifts between the two roles-personas in the space of a sentence—or a breath—a kiss. I love the peasant as
3 WORDS: Piano River Feather
For/from Jenn (and all my girls with artists’ skewed priorities) “We are not moving a grand piano down to the river—are you insane?” I said. She laughed. “I am. We must. Don’t worry—we won’t move your piano…” “I should hope
3 WORDS: Piano River Feather
For/from Jenn (and all my girls with artists’ skewed priorities) “We are not moving a grand piano down to the river—are you insane?” I said. She laughed. “I am. We must. Don’t worry—we won’t move your piano…” “I should hope
My love has sent no letter
I am heart-sick, because… My love has sent no letter for a long time now…I´ve heard no salutations from him, no inquiries, not one word… I´ve written him a hundred times, But that hard’riding King Has sent no emissary back,
My love has sent no letter
I am heart-sick, because… My love has sent no letter for a long time now…I´ve heard no salutations from him, no inquiries, not one word… I´ve written him a hundred times, But that hard’riding King Has sent no emissary back,
Interrupting, active listening, smutty reads and chocolate as the solution to all of life’s ills
Him: Tell me. Me: No. Him: Come on. Tell me. Me: No. Every time I start to tell you something, you fucking interrupt me just as I’m about to get going and offer me your interpretation-expectation of what you thought
Interrupting, active listening, smutty reads and chocolate as the solution to all of life’s ills
Him: Tell me. Me: No. Him: Come on. Tell me. Me: No. Every time I start to tell you something, you fucking interrupt me just as I’m about to get going and offer me your interpretation-expectation of what you thought
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