Monologue

I hide behind the veil of anonymity, uncovering just enough to feel exposed – baring breasts, hips, a facial silhouette – yet holding back just enough to feel safe. It’s a bizarre balance of telling secrets and keeping them, flirting with discovery, and fearing it. I cannot tell you my name, but I can tell…

Chemistry

I study your skin as it meets mine: yours – calloused, dark, and searching, my own – light and expectant. Pressed together, we become one flesh, glued by sweat and propelled by energy, our contents binding together. We are synthesis in motion, visceral and changeable, our properties exploding upon impact. In your arms, I slip…

Thirteen

I flashed him an awkward metal smile before leaning in to touch his lips  and salt his tongue with mine. I hadn’t expected his lips to be cold. Snowflakes caught in his black curls, turning him old before his time. We were losing minutes, hours, days, standing there in the winter chill. But that kiss…

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