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Josie in Tombstone

This is a work of speculative fiction and is not purported to be an accurate historical rendering.

After all the noise and smoke and killings of 1881, Tombstone, Arizona began attracting scribes the way a buffalo corpse attracts vultures and flies. It seemed as if every newspaper back East had to have an eyewitness account of the big shootout between the Earps and the Clantons. These overly romantic seekers of Truth and Beauty inevitably ended up sitting across from Big Minnie, buying...Read On



“Darkness is its own kingdom, It moves to its own laws, And many living things dwell in it.” -Patricia McKillip My kind is startling to humans when we are accidentally glimpsed, cloaked in night’s dark mystery. We are a unique type of were-folk, with an appearance more feline than wolfen, and of course werewolves are far more prevalent in your mythologies. We learned long ago to...Read On

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The Inheritance

A family curse isn't always a burden

I am a farmer of fertile Kansas fields, considered by most to be a kind man with a welcoming smile. A pillar of the small farming community I call home, an elder at my church, and decent enough looking that women have commented on it over the years, particularly my blue eyes, which contrast with my weathered skin, I guess. I always choose my words carefully with men and women alike, and I like...Read On



I am the beast that you feel in the night bold girl walking alone in the dark self assurance in your every stride when you return to your home I watch for you I am the whisper you thought that you heard the word that did not quite register at first Your name, whispered soft, silent as a spring wind the name I cannot resist using as a form of worship I am quiet and motionless as you saunter by...Read On

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Happy New Year, 1976

Jill walked through the front door of the Bluebird Bar covered with snow. She got a mischievous grin on her face when she saw me. She walked up to my station and set her large thermos on the bar between us. She had on a huge over-sized knit hat and mittens that matched her black pea coat. It was obviously starting to come down pretty thick outside. It had only been flurries when I had started...Read On



She was a new girl. I had seen her sometimes, strolling through the market, taking her time, enjoying the booths and the people. I never saw her actually purchase anything but she always had a smile for those trying to get a sale out of her, before gently refusing and moving on. My poor booth never drew her attention until today when she stopped in front of me, offering an impish smile...Read On



There's a first time for everyone.....

Many years later, after taking my virginity, Rosie would tell me that it was what I wrote to her in third grade that initially endeared me to her. A couple mean boys had taunted her about her skin color on the playground and I was a silent observer of the incident. My heart went out to her when I saw her lower lip tremble, followed closely by a steady stream of large tears wetting her...Read On



I’m so hungry from your love, My sweet child. We tossed all morning Now toss me a salad. Something fresh With tart and crunch to it. Peel off and carefully Tear some fresh purple-veined Romaine As I watch with sleepy sated eyes. Next a small wedge of iceberg Crisp and scrumptious. I am still savoring your girlish taste In my mouth, And your face...Read On



I can’t go very long these days before I get the desire to see her Her eyes, her smile her body I feel an ache, a craving eating away inside of me An itch that I can’t scratch myself I need to feel the touch of she who cares for me and has a similar ache within her self I tell myself I’m my own man again  and I've got places to see and wander through alone Before...Read On


Pillow Time

I do so love the storm of you. The wild wet winds of your passion Unleashed Unbound Untamed. But it is after the storm, when the calm sets back in and we lie entwined together, those are the moments I crave when apart. “Pillow time” you called it once. Those long quiet moments. No words No sounds No urgency. That is when I seek your eyes with my eyes...Read On



Hello, honey. It was really nice  to see you again last night. You’ve been coming to visit more often  (Not that I’m complaining, mind you.) The image of you  that remained when I woke  was that smile you had that stole my heart  so many years ago now. I think you were at a beach,  maybe Puerto Rico,  after we were out of the rough patch  and falling in love again. Remember? ...Read On


In Your Arms

The world had become an awful place kicking me in the gut, day after day more bad news was the daily routine Doctors and nurses had little to say Bitter and broken when it was done I thought sadness was my new way of life My status quo an empty existence a future without my dear wife The day you and I shared our first embrace comfort flowed to me easy and pleasing Your care and concern...Read On


Pussy Lickin' Fool

I’m just a pussy lickin' fool and that ain't no braggart’s lie. I love to lick your princess parts, I love it when you sigh. My mouth starts to salivate when I see your funky stuff. I’ll get all down and dirty and go divin' in your muff. I've been pleasing 'em this way since I was seventeen.  My tongue has memorized the way Betwixt twat and between. All the ladies will tell ya...Read On



Life will really kill you sometimes. You think you have it all lined up in your nice little plan, then the kind faced doctor looks at you and whispers his harsh truth in a voice of pained empathy. Everyone says you handle it well, that it will get better with time and with healing. And I suppose that’s true to some extent, wounds can’t bleed forever. The scab will form on...Read On


Nancy For Lunch

Not all blow jobs are created equal....

In a little less than an hour’s time, I had concluded an advertising pitch in downtown Chicago, just a couple blocks off Michigan Avenue. The client interrupted me early on in my presentation and asked me five or six rapid fire questions. It may have been the strong coffee I drank that morning, or the adrenaline of my first big meeting at my new job, but I handled each question he asked me...Read On


The Kiss

He was really old, and he moved as if in slow motion to the park bench next to mine, close enough to nod a greeting to me when he planted his tired body down. Our respective benches faced one of the more popular walking trails on the edge of Central Park. The street noise was loud and full of the energy of the City. It was a bright and warm day in early May in 1978. The sky was crystalline...Read On


My Countess

A trip to Amsterdam recalled.

The first time I saw the woman I remember fondly now as the Countess she was causing quite a stir in the train station. I had been dozing in my seat waiting for the train to finish its slow crawl into the Amsterdam terminal after making the 300 mile trip from Kaiserslautern, Germany, where I was stationed. The windows in my coach were open as it was a warm May afternoon. A nice steady...Read On


A Faun's Reply

A conversation overheard

The nymph lay in the crook of my arm Sexed, spent, content and wet, We lay together on her winter’s cape Amidst the sweet tangy smell of sex and sweat. First had come the merry chase, Past her trees and into the glen. Then the capture, kissing, the hearty fucks; again, again, again, and again. Elven eyes alight and aglow, She giggles into my bearded ear; “Solstice approaches, my...Read On