Coward (a poem)

Everything you can’t sayEverything you can’t doWithholding is a strengthSidestepping an art Limp, ineffectualFlaccid, posturingShining, glimmeringIn brief attentions Contributing nothingTaking allRefusing whileBasking in rays Gluttonous, sanctimonious Pious excuse of a manDo what you do bestHide, insisting friends Christina Schmidt, MAarmedwithcoffee.com

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Social Media & Me

This post is as much for my reference as anyone else. I’ve held various accounts over different social media platforms over the years, I’ve done away with most, but I’m frequently contacted regarding my social media; where I can be found and how can people engage with me. These inquiries typically stem from my YouTube…

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The Tangible Muse (an erotic poem)

Fuck fantasyA limited, unending constructCold, unsatisfying fast foodTo be thrown out, discardedStarved by own imaginationAnd a tease of a muse An occupying, distracting delusionUnending questions, no answersMy hands now rest on a tangible museMade of proper flesh,Thankfully, joyouslyAlive in knowing what the fuck it wantsMe, me, me, me, me, me With eyes, hands, mouth, and…

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humble fool (a poem)

my feelings wrongto express, to have at alldidn’t keep me fromloving you. at all. a proper fooli am, i was. a strand of hair in your eye,swatted away.a void for you where respect once lived. for you to have knownyou’d have to care. for all that timethe obvious there.my feelings wrongi loved you at all.…

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Thank You

ArmedWithCoffee (AWC) has just reached 1,000 followers! Thank you all so much for your support and encouragement over the years. Many of you have been witness to my ups and downs, highs and lows, and general randomness in my writing ventures. For how many years? I don’t know and I’m not counting. Writing (and blogging)…

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dreams (a poem)

I am a woman you know butnever knew. Convinced we’re all the samedreams, wisps of smoke. Here today, gone tomorrow.No honor, no loyalty. Not strong enough to summonthe likes of you. Truth; you’ve no strength for me.You fear what cannot be contained.In your dreams I remain. Smoke slipping through fingers.Drifting back to the ethers. Like…

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Chandelier (a poem)

A beautiful distraction.You illuminate, naturally everyone looks up to you.Their eyes drawn to you.You bring light where there is darkness, taking away the fear.One day, I reached for you.I wanted to be where you are up above.I got there and I was in awe.Time passed and I hurt.In your light I am cold: No care.…

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Wrestle, Part II (an erotic short)

WARNING: THIS POST CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT AND EXPLICIT LANGUAGE Wrestle, Part I (click here) …I reach below for your magnificent bulge, doing it’s best to defy its denim prison. I stroke you. Your breathing eases as does your tension, but not the desire. Never the desire. I offer you no metaphors. No confusion. No allusions…

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