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Piers, at play, in the swingland of shadows and thinned veils. Advertisements
Solitary bench, modeling its full silence– lovers secrets, ssshh!
You know the story, the bench, the promise, the waiting, the interminable stretch of waiting, and the love that never returned, as the girl became a woman and then dead. You know the legend, how the woman is still waiting, … Continue reading
(Excerpt from No Man’s Brooklyn.) Anya melts onto her back. Lie down with me okay? I lie down. Our sides are touching, barely, but enough. You can’t see many stars tonight, Anya says. Too … Continue reading
Excerpt from No Man’s Brooklyn, novel-in-progress. The binge ended. It could have been longer, could have been worse. It was what it was and while there was residual shame and disquiet, there was also gratitude that I had stumbled … Continue reading
Lamplight’s soft white hive, sourcing Solitude’s tender– slow walk through Heaven.