You need to know what I go through, leaving you. There hasn’t been a time you haven’t offered me your shower, after we fuck for hours. I a...

Ten days. Ten days I hadn’t shot. Piece of cake, I’d thought originally. With the holidays, with family continually around, with school out ...

Outside the bedroom window, dark muffles the city. Like a woolen blanket, it settles on the river and renders bridges into vague memories of...

There’s an expression men wear on their faces in certain naked moments. It’s a look of religion; it’s the look of truth about to be told. Th...