I missed last week! How does time go so quickly that I lose whole weeks? Anywho, the following is a flash piece that is related
In my bed, empty. Full, stained sheets a ghost lingering, a siren calling, just out of sight. In her bed,’ full. Crisp linens, blank canvas,
I read an article by the incomparable Remittance Girl yesterday that brought into my view something that I find disturbing. An erotica publisher is creating
At the end of it all I’ll remember one moment. When Night kissed Day and spread their passion across the sky for all to see.
Thanks to dVerse poets I was introduced to G-Man’s 55 word challenge. Now, I think everyone knows how much I love flash fiction challenges, and
The following was written for the DVerse Poets writing challenge… image taken by Aisling Weaver Precipitation * Curtain falling endless rain blotting out the world