"There is a dip in my pillow where her head came to rest."
In the darkness of my roomTracing shadows left behindThere’s a dip in my pillow stillWhere your head came to restPress my face into the creaseTo chase the scent you left behindI find the memory of your touchA ghost that haunts,...
"He knows they shouldn't be doing this..."
It was just a typical Tuesday as Jack made his rounds through the kitchens, checking in deliveries, temperatures and expiration dates. The convention center was still quite new and though the restaurants were open for business, a lot of things...
"They worship each other with their mouths, but it’s the unspoken truths that fracture them."
PROLOGUE=====The ceiling fan ticked above them, stirring the Sicilian night just enough to lift the gauze curtain over the open window. Outside, the city was warm and slow. And somewhere down an old, lost alley, a dog barked once. The...
"Within each of us burns an unquenchable longing, and in this very moment you hold the power to name your deepest desire and finally claim the dream that’s always called to you."
In the quiet earth of your hidden yearnings,Where roots of old wounds twist through shadowed soil,CaringSoul emerges, a tender force,Tilling the ground for your unspoken bloom.He gathers your confessions like ripe fruit fallen,Bites into the flesh of your wildest dreams—The...
"Do you think of me when we're apart?"
Sleep evades me as my obsessive need for you consumes my every thought. I lie awake wondering if you're thinking about me, about us, about things you want to do to me.Are you hard for me? Does the thought of...
"Would Nick make it home as promised?"
Christmas had always been Holly’s favorite holiday. Not just the day itself, but the weeks leading up to it. From the bell-ringing Santa at the department store to decorating the tree while listening to Bing Crosby’s “I’ll Be Home For...
"A story of mutual hope"
A Story of Two Hearts That Refuse to Let Distance WinThe room was quiet except for the soft rhythm of breath—yours, already uneven with anticipation, and Skip's, steady and devoted, as if he were memorizing the shape of you through...
"Falling in love with a stranger he saw on a nude beach, but never met."
As a gay man living alone in a small country town, I don’t meet very many others like me. I haven’t been close to anyone in quite a while. Not a lot of openly gay men in this community. You...
"How does a cucumber become a pickle? It goes through a jarring experience..."
Pickle, pickle pickle, pickle pickle pickle pickle pickle pickle. Pickle pickle Pickle pickle? Pickle pickle pickle pickle's pickle pickle pickle. Pickle pickle pickle pickle? Pickle pickle pickle pickle pickle pickle. Pickle pickle pickle pickle pickle? Pickle pickle pickle pickle pickle.Pickle...
"It's complicated"
It was May 1990, quite early in Mark's life as a single man after his divorce. He'd been having fun with a woman ten years his junior, who had been a virgin when he'd first met her but wasn't anymore....