Posted in Blogroll, Foods, brooklyn, cooking, gardening on May 29, 2007 | 2 Comments »
Lucky and Stinky came by this weekend. We spent all day yesterday shopping at the Home Depot around the corner and working in the back yard garden. I purchased a humming bird feeder and a bag of charcoal. They wanted hotdogs, hamburgers and smores. The kids were not interested in the hummingbird feeder, nor did [...]
Posted in Adult Erotica, Blogroll, Erotica, gay, sex on May 28, 2007 | 3 Comments »
He will never know how much I love him because he never asks. The communication in our relationship is like the codes of a goldfish in a fishtank bubbled to the man who gently dribbles flakes in the universe above. I move my lips, opening them wide all the time, but yet the words just [...]
Posted in Blogroll, gay, short stories, writing on May 28, 2007 | 3 Comments »
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Mom wasn’t pleased that I quit my job at Burger King. “What are you going to do now?” You can’t stay here for free,” she said while hanging jeans on the clothesline. I watched as a humming bird swooped under the porch roof to grab a drink [...]
Posted in Blogroll, gay, short stories, writing on May 24, 2007 | 3 Comments »
Gerri Wakefield worked as a secretary for the ‘Huntingdon Daily News’ for more than 20 years before my by-line appeared in the paper. She was the real editor-in-chief of the place. The front office was her domain. It was a time when women still fetched cups of coffee for the guys. When she wasn’t running [...]
Posted in Adult Erotica, Blogroll, Erotica, brooklyn, gay, humor, religion, sex, short stories, terrorism, writing on May 22, 2007 | 2 Comments »
Akmed was at the Laundromat on Sunday morning. I call him ‘Akmed’. That may or may not be his real name. He and his brothers run a deli on the corner of DeKalb and Bedford Avenues, in Bed-Stuy. Of course they are Muslim. Why else would I have named him ‘Akmed’? I always bump into [...]
Posted in Blogroll, bible, casting demons, church, demon, demon casting, demons, humor, possession on May 21, 2007 | 2 Comments »
The aroma inside this confessional is like an old book. It smells like the pages of a hymnal from a
Baptist
Church on a rainy Sunday morning. Spoken words of sorrow linger long after sinners have been forgiven. Abandoned fears leave behind a sweet, pungent smell that I have grown quite accustomed to after listening for more [...]
Posted in Adult Erotica, Blogroll, Erotica, casting demons, church, demon casting, humor, religion, sex on May 17, 2007 | 1 Comment »
I’ve sat in this booth for many, many years and nothing I have heard has put rings around my white collar. But today, a non-parishioner came stepping into the confessional.
“Father, forgive me, for I have sinned. I am not a Catholic and have never been to confession.”
“Why are you here?” I asked the woman with [...]
Posted in Blogroll, gardening, writing on May 15, 2007 | No Comments »
Warm Spring breezes caressed the soil of our farm this time of year. The sun started to heat the cold undertow of winter and our land came to life in May.
The fresh spring winds taught me everything I know about life. The subtle whispers of the breezes were like imaginary voices in a delusion.
I was [...]
Posted in Adult Erotica, Blogroll, Erotica, Fiction, Foods, cooking, gay, law, legal, sex, short stories, writing on May 14, 2007 | 1 Comment »
It was not easy for Troy to ask Frank to vacate his apartment. Gay separations can be far more heartbreaking than heterosexual divorces. There are no civil laws protecting the nesting rights of A-sexuals.
In New York City, despite the lack of fair protection under religiously based laws, getting rid of a same-sex bird of [...]
Posted in Blogroll, Fiction, depression, harlem, kundalini, marijuana, music, occult, psychiatric, religion, schizophrenia, sex, short stories, writing on May 10, 2007 | 1 Comment »
Anthony was experiencing all the symptoms of bipolar mania, full-blown psychosis and appeared to be what most mental health professionals would label as ‘psychotic’, but he wasn’t.
He sensed all those things that lunatics often report—the radio in his room seemed to be a part of him. He could actually see thin, electromagnetic waves enter [...]
