Memoirs of a Hooker (The Governor)

“I need to see you, Talia.” “You ‘need’ to see me, hmm, looks like someone has developed a nasty little addiction, James. And what would become of you; if you couldn’t get the drug of your choice? Which in your case; happens to be me.” “Don’t toy with me, Talia!” “Oh calm down, don’t start…

Carl’s Ode to Katrina (Novak)

Oh Katrina, Katrina; my Katrina… There is something about you that makes me want to take you. You are the perfect blend of feral and free, with a dash of trapped and trepidation. I do not desire to lead you, for I can take no chance of losing you to the uncertainty that resides within…

Imagination

I will forever be in my imagination. Regardless of my geography, state of mind, circumstances or limitations. Even the late Albert Einstein recognized that imagination was even more important than knowledge. He knew and declared that imagination was not limited. There are no boundaries that are put on a person who can see something in…

Your sacred spy

I once read that a writer is much like a spy and I immediately thought to myself that I am that woman also. Though I tend to more of an exhibitionist in the physical realm, in the spiritual realm I truly am a voyeur. I have an innate desire to know what makes people tick.…

Ode to Roxanne (The Club)

The cry of a Predator, to his prey… Roxanne, Roxanne, Roxanne, I crave you as the dry and thirsty terrain craves the rain that so eludes it. I have been born into a fate that I had no will or say over and though this is true; that my nature has been allotted by birth,…