“Who you, and why the hell you slapping my ass? Man, get your fingers outta my mouth, you mutha, damn got me gagging an all…what you blowing your damn stinky breath in my face for? Man these lights are bright and here I am havin trouble focusin and all, and who the hell is that shriveled up nasty ass skank laying there all cryin an shit… talking bout her baby. If’n anybody should be cryin, it’d be me, all wid dis dude slappin on me and shit an Nah, don’t tell me that bitch is …Mom? My Mom? N...

He sat alone in the corner, on the floor of a dark, musky hotel room. The cold blue steel of the barrel parting his lips. His hands at once steady, resolute, determined to see it through, then trembling, his mind full of doubt. He blinked as tears slowly crept from his eyes, meandering down his cheek, falling to the hardwood floor. In the reflective pool of the tears he could see the intermittent flash of the hotel’s neon sign. Darkness and then the light again, reminding him of the momentar...

He sat alone in the corner, on the floor of a dark, musky hotel room. The cold blue steel of the barrel parting his lips. His hands at once steady, resolute, determined to see it through, then trembling, his mind full of doubt. He blinked as tears slowly crept from his eyes, meandering down his cheek, falling to the hardwood floor. In the reflective pool of the tears he could see the intermittent flash of the hotel’s neon sign. Darkness and then the light again, reminding him of the momentar...

It is said in life that when one door closes another opens. The thing is, if you dwell on that closed door too long, you may never see the open door. I was lucky. This is the story of how the greatest heartbreak I’ve ever known opened the door to the greatest love. Thanksgiving Day and the cooks aboard the USS Farragut really proved their worth with a spread that would have made the Pilgrims proud. Turkey and ham, stuffing, mashed potatoes, green beans and fresh bread all topped off with a h...

It is said in life that when one door closes another opens. The thing is, if you dwell on that closed door too long, you may never see the open door. I was lucky. This is the story of how the greatest heartbreak I’ve ever known opened the door to the greatest love. Thanksgiving Day and the cooks aboard the USS Farragut really proved their worth with a spread that would have made the Pilgrims proud. Turkey and ham, stuffing, mashed potatoes, green beans and fresh bread all topped off with a h...

It is said in life that when one door closes another opens. The thing is, if you dwell on that closed door too long, you may never see the open door. I was lucky. This is the story of how the greatest heartbreak I’ve ever known opened the door to the greatest love. Thanksgiving Day and the cooks aboard the USS Farragut really proved their worth with a spread that would have made the Pilgrims proud. Turkey and ham, stuffing, mashed potatoes, green beans and fresh bread all topped off with a h...

Hot liquid sugar poured upon my body a whole pierced through my center I'm to be licked then eaten as dessert for their pleasure

“Who you, and why the hell you slapping my ass? Man, get your fingers outta my mouth, you mutha, damn got me gagging an all…what you blowing your damn stinky breath in my face for? Man these lights are bright and here I am havin trouble focusin and all, and who the hell is that shriveled up nasty ass skank laying there all cryin an shit... talking bout her baby. If’n anybody should be cryin, it’d be me, all wid dis dude slappin on me and shit an Nah, don’t tell me that bitch is …Mom? My Mom?...

Children don’t wave anymore not because they like us any less Mothers hurry their little ones inside not for fear of what we may do Men turn away in conversation unheard not because they are hiding thoughts Deadly eyes peer from spots unseen hating all, threatening all, seeing all.

“Who are you, and just why the hell you slapping my ass? Hey man, get your fingers outta my mouth, you mutha…Damn, these lights are bright and who the hell is that shriveled up nasty ass skank laying there all cryin an shit and talking bout her baby. No, don’t tell me…Mom? My Mom? No way I came from that boney-assed bitch. She looks like a crack ho to me. Speaking of crack, anybody got a rock? Oh man, I ain’t even taken a good shit yet and I already got the jeebs for some rock. Feeling like ...