Rejection
Like an ice injection
in the blood vessels
of someone with Raynaud’s;
That is rejection.
Just Browsing is a story I’m currently writing / publishing on the new Kindle Vella. Below is an excerpt. Go check it out and feel free to leave me some feedback! “So who contacted who first?” “They hit me up, of course.” “Too scared to make the first move?” “More like too broke,” Meena replied….
I could hold your hand while you kiss my face Slowly giving in to temptation. Like last night, come on over and steal a kiss. Forget about the world; just you and me. Make it sweet, make it worthwhile. Two bodies in flame, could be a while. Touch you again kiss passionately through the night….
For my books, please go to Books Eight years ago, I was working and living in Spain, and at some point got really emo about the whole being away from home thing. I wrote this (which I re-posted with some edits) and it’s an honest feeling and reflection of that time. —— All settled in…
It’s OK to anticipate different outcomes and impossibilities. It’s OK to prepare our hearts and minds for potential undesirable results. It’s OK to be a realist. I would hate being called a “negative” for my tendency to reality-check. I mean, why is it that people credit unrealistic positivity more than they do realistic negativity? Rainbows…
There’s a place for everything and my guess is that if men wanted to see breasts in a clubby environment, they should then go to a strip club. Even Burlesque shows can give them a better view. (I’ve got you covered, dudes.) But regular nightclubs are for real dancing. I went to yet another audition…