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Brother In Arms

I feel closest to you during the hard moments. The tough silences. The times of broken spirits. I feel a camaraderie when we are washed over with grief together. Whether or not the core of the tragedy is ours, our shared proximity to it still means our own little world gets rocked or shattered or… Continue reading Brother In Arms

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Wild / Weightless

Shrinking hips pull and twist, magnetized. They always know when you’re close. My lips part involuntarily and a quiet gasp escapes through gritted teeth past a sex-starved tongue. Oh, and the want tastes ageless. It’s like that old bourbon I brought you, but even more intoxicating. The stubble and the heat and the crooked-cornered grin.… Continue reading Wild / Weightless

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Bottomless

Maybe I don’t know what I want, but I can say with certainty that this isn’t it. A steady decline into a bottomless, numbing pit of resentment. No memory at all of feeling supported. Feelings of any kind are distant, really. I’ve been at the end of my rope for longer than you would ever… Continue reading Bottomless