It was long ago and when we were full of light and motion.  The movie's screen bathed us in its electronic glow although our bodies were mostly silhouettes.  My fingers were running through your colored hair, silky strands of dark gunmetal blue, and along your neck the pulse isa far away drumbeat that was always crying out for something more,something rapid and raw and alive. Maybe it's because the light could stream out...

I’m in bed with my sister, my best girlfriend, my everything: my twin. Melissa and I have shared the same bedroom since the day we were born and, as twins, we have a special bond. We’ve always wanted to be together. Our parents weren’t at all concerned about the room sharing when we were children but, as we got older, they suggested we should have our own rooms.We didn’t agree. We wanted to stay together and we had many a...

Afterwards we seem to stray togethertowards some shapeless dream of beautiful echoes and vaporand the smallest details now seem to be more important than ever. Your silhouette in the alarm clock's glowshowing random freckles across your backlike marks made on a vague map,hair spilled to point to each territory. Those deep tangles unlocked,fragrant curtains smoothed by knowingfingers that have traced you inside and out,I c...

The air was sweet and thickin a summer's night mistwhen her palm slipped into mineand softly squeezed just onceas if that meeting of flesh said "I already know."  Whatever transmuted betweenour own skins and electricityseemed to slip past me because I was still trying to use words. I thought they were the only wayto describe the way neon lightsflashed against her eyes at nightdriving past the city wherethe glows just fain...

Lunch was over and the girls were packing their luggage in preparation to leave. The boys were doing the same. No one would forget this year's reunion. Billy was finished packing and sat on his bed. He watched his cousin, Jamie, as he packed.  ”You know, ” Billy exclaimed, ”I can't wait till next year.” Jamie looked up at his cousin with a grin and nodded, ”Yeah, I know what you mean. I've never had so much excitement.” B...

There's an entire language here,it will enjoin us soon enough,it will separate us in time. I can almost touch the words from here,alien swirls and parallels that couldstream in and out and back througheach other in endless intricate swirls,reckless until we see a pattern emerge. And I soon felt the years weave through us,like beautiful tethers movingthe ether of before and after,how time wasn't something measuredeven thou...

Sometimes I want it to hurt. Something dark glimmered in your eyeswith moonlight washing over warm skin stillglistening from early fragrant rainfall,the sheen of a passed summer storm,tremulous hands began to reach outas if touching for the very first time. I could barely read you back then but the signs were alive all around me,the midnight air an invisible sweet mistthat almost seemed to hum with your need,with the most...

I went north to burn youas winter touched the landto light the pyre alone as you would've wanted,not as a woman or a soldier. But that which only death can tamehere where things no longer grow. And a part of my heart will forever harden here. And in all this dark and coldwhere banners refused to fly,the coming war was but a whisper then,we were still untouched by prophecy. I still remember fair skin and fiery hairsurround...

We all sat in a circle as Missy explained the game to us, laying the cards on the floor in front of her crossed legs. My attention was on the material of her terry shorts stretched tightly crooked between her legs. I was getting a great view up the hem of her crotch. Her white cotton panties, stretched tightly over her young pussy, were playing peekaboo. “I will ask questions from this deck,” Missy explained, “You can cho...

It's that one song we both loved,I played it to you the night we finally met face to face and I was probably too nervouswhen trying to explain what it meant. To me it was the hum of your car silently driving through some neon city,homesick for a place you've never been to,the longing for a touch when the nightsare just starting to leave us witha phantom chill caressing skin. One body calling out to anotherand even though...