silent napalm (a photograph)

I don’t know anything about photography. I was intentionally trying out new shots for filming this week but what I did not intend was for this moment to be captured. My phone is in my hand and I had just received an email. I am reading something upsetting. Moments later, I cry. I am getting…

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dark mare, run (a poem)

dark mare, rundo not waversight on the horizonnight does not disturbcoldness you cannot obligefools stagnate, wallow in prideeyes on the risedark mare, run Christina Schmidt, MAarmedwithcoffee.com “Every word has consequences. Every silence, too.” ~ Jean Paul Sartre, Selected Essays

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Shibari (an erotic poem)

shibari: the act of tying, binding or weaving a human subject. Shibari is artistic in nature (specifically, live art) although may be used as a form of BDSM or kink practice. Shibari does not assume the meaning of sexual bondage outside of BDSM circles. featured image by Iza Viola Photography: Shibari Art, Sacred Feminine Free from the…

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my plate (a poem)

They can’t all be about moonbeams and sexy sexiness. Just a moment of realness.  Decisions to be made:by the way, life support? what were his final wishes?mahogany, cherry, or a walnut casket for your loved one?by the way, what happens the next time she wraps her car around a tree? you do know she’s a drunk?what if…

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Over Coffee (an erotic poem)

I wrote this some time ago and as is often the case with me, I do not reveal my work until it feels right – if ever. I came across Over Coffee while cleaning out old notes. I see I labeled my initial estimation of the poem as too silly. Reading it now I think,…

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I, Your First Girl (an erotic poem)

featured image: Two Women 2 by Steve K you arched your back so high it cracked you weren’t expecting that to grip my head between pale thighs your vocals beyond soft sighs guttural, primal, like you could die 21 then, i made the first move ocean eyes imploring naturally i obliged my thumb along your…

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