One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest and Fell Off the Celibacy Wagon……

It is no secret that my journey in being and remaining celibate has been a struggle.  It is also one that I ultimately lost a few battles with. At the time it was so easy to succumb to my most primal of desires. Sex is like a drug because it activates the same hormone pathways …

Poetry Break: I Am In Need

I am in need of peaceful days and restless nights lost in the tangles of love’s clutches silhouettes dancing in candle birthed shadows soft, firm caressed as you take hold of my breath chest against my back warm sweet breath on my neck already I’m breathless hands running to breasts feet thighs gently massaging swiftly …

Poetry Break: Monkey Me

See I’ve been wrestling with this monkey called depression for some years, and he occasionally, hangs out with this gorilla named alcohol, and for a while in high school, he hung out with this baboon, buffoon weed, and every time I swear I got him beat and I love my life or so it seems …