pleasure in pain pain in pleasure love in lust lust in love a freeing touch a binding kiss a shackle of desire a sting of ecstasy tools of sex lies of love […]
A Late Night Visit
Pushing the glass door open, I smiled at the elderly security guard and walked to where he sat. “I’m here for a meeting with Gray,” I said before he could ask what […]
Alice White
My name is Alice White and I am a murderer. No, I wasn’t named after the wine. I was named after my great-great grandmother and White is […]
Amor Fati
I remember the exact moment when I stopped believing in God. I was three minutes into my thirtieth birthday when my father passed away. I woke up from a deep sleep and […]
Letting Go
Anna sat starting at the three envelopes and several pieces of blank paper. “Make a mental note to fire yoga instructor,” her brain said to herself. Sighing, she grabbed a pen and […]
Looking in the Mirror
Looking in the mirror, I see a stranger. She looks like me, she talks like me. But she is not me. She is a former version of me. She is lies, hatred, […]
Lies
You were covered in lies. Lies I wanted to hear. Lies of the heart. Each word, each breathe. Each touch, each kiss. Lies I wanted hear. Lies of the heart. Each heartbeat, […]
Waiting
“How long has she been out there?” “She’s been waiting since before sunrise,” Celeste said to James as he stared at the window towards Marion. She sat motionless in the lotus position […]
Barfly: Music Playlist
This was the soundtrack to Barfly Barfly by Ray LaMontagne This song truly inspired the first chapter of the book. I was listening to the song and watching the rain fall outside. […]
Barfly: Chapter Twenty-Four
“I am not wearing this dress,” I said and walked into my living room. Walsh let out a slow whistle. “Gross, you’re my brother.” “It does look good on you,” Mika added. […]
Barfly: Chapter Twenty-Three
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Walsh asked. I shook my head. “Of course I’m not,” I answered, “but I have to.” He nodded and pushed the bundled stack […]
Barfly: Chapter Twenty-Two
I did write Stellan that letter like the cab driver suggested. I folded it up, put it in an envelope, and placed it on my kitchen counter. It’s now two weeks […]
SHELIA ★ TAYLOR 
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