20 Minutes

I have twenty minutes to get ready. I stare at myself in the mirror and wonder, will anyone notice today? My heart beats like a rusty champion. My nerves crawl with a chill like I am leaving a wake behind each movement. I am sensitive. I touch my skin, naked and steamed. For a second … Continue reading 20 Minutes



*Trigger Warning* This woman, she had the most beautiful dress. It held against her body like a second skin. It was almost nothing, and flowing. It cast behind her like a line of sheer light as she walked. Her muscles worked under her flesh and carried her into the sensations of the present. She knew … Continue reading Dresses

Am I Okay?

I have been listening to the same Italian woman sing to me for a week now. Over and over again she is in my head all day, what the hell. She is a physical obsession that stirs my dancing spirit, the spirit of sex and creation. She is Giorgia and she has next to nothing … Continue reading Am I Okay?