Midnight Poet, a gigan Writing poems long into the night. Computer on my lap, beer in my hand. I’m quite sure I’m a frightening sight. Everything I write clearly hasn’t been planned I read the words on the page and they’re so bland. Prompts fly…

Lust snatches souls and minds ,craters into an abyss of depravity The inability to pull back an impossible task as one plunges deeper and deeper into a dark bottomless hole, helplessness prevails. Escaping it unattainable, so one ventures deeper into a quagmire of images and…

Lust I Long for your touch, Under the sheets, sweet, sweat clings like STrawberry jam.

To you my love is blind And yet I still try I’m trying to find my way But my heart is breaking Why must you hide things Honesty is a battle for you I can never give up on you Because of the fighter in…

My desire towards Erik was no secret. Puerto Rican and Italian mixed created in the Bronx he’s exactly the type of guy my mom never wanted me to bring home. I hungered towards his dark curly hair, thirst for his brown complexion. A passion I…

I’m not just crushing on you but bulldozing deep You’ve tattooed my heart

Senior Citizens deciding what Our bodies can and can’t Undergo without being able To try it themselves Unfortunately to no Sensible avail

Magic! Real or fantasy? If you believe in something long and hard enough, does that make it come true? or is it destiny or is it fate? how do we get what we manifest? I wished and hoped, and my dream did come true. I…

Golem clay from River Vltava, formed by mystic hands protector from racist attacks, faithful servant, “truth” carved upon your chest still awaits the bidding in Prague, the synagogue were entire families where rounded up for transport to slaughter. Adam was a golem, til imbued with…

Brushing my hair at five was no easy task Dads arms were as soft as non laboring hands pulling and twisting my head and neck to stay straight A straight part meant everything It’s too soft to stay styled so we gotta do this spook…