All about life and the relationship between people and things
“Baby, can you feel me?” …A lump formed in my throat; yes, I could feel him -it. It seemed like it was breathing and getting harder under my palm.
Should we tell them how many of their grandchildren we’ve swallowed? What about the fetuses we’ve flushed down the drain? Should we tell them?
I watching a movie that was so raw and making my body do gish-gish. Then I felt my pant getting wet. “Oh Jesus, what is going on?”
I’m ready to talk, to share, to be naked and vulnerable…. Please pray for me that this doesn’t ruin my chances of finding a husband.
This realization made me sad and I cried… I was ashamed of myself.
A feminist is not a vindictive, bitter, hateful misandrist who sees no light or good in any man.
Your father is your father, no matter what he has done to you…
Persons with albinism do not have magical powers.
I called until I ran out of ideas of what other excuses to give for calling. Worse, dude wasn’t reciprocating, and that was plain annoying.
He cleaned me off still trying to force his finger into me…
“You must have enjoyed it,” he said to her.
Truth be said, men think of sex most of the time, even while enjoying other activities.
I started writing because I needed to survive
I went into the salon with black dreads and came out with a red-wine-golden black pepper seller-looking dread.