Still in Your Fingertip – by ROB PARRISH

Still in Your Fingertip We are in bed and you start a message on my back. You move your right index finger at a controlled pace. First a T, then H. Next an I. A slow-curling S follows. Your finger drags off my back. I say the word into the bedding. You tap my back…

A Stranger Come Home – by HIRO TSUKINO

  Stranger Come Home by Hiro Tsukino     The guy with the window seat smiled and shaped his hand into a gun. He put the barrel against his neck and fired smoothly, gesticulating the glory of the blow out the other side onto the woman sleeper between us. He did this in slow motion…

A Girl I Once Knew (Las Vegas Rains) – by FRANCIS FLANAGAN

A Girl I Once Knew (Las Vegas Rains) Francis Flanagan     A young woman awakens slowly   to the endless searing Vegas sun.   She sleeps in a confined space,    on a cardboard box, spread out,     with only a tarp for a blanket,   behind a foul blue dumpster,    behind…

Girl Lust – by ROB TRUE

Eyes rolled back   Kissed neck   Hands feel girlish flesh, plump   Through silk dress   No bra, no pants   Mouth drooling, dribble   Lips lick wet   Kiss   Mad girl lust   Lips lit red   Hand feels soft secret flesh treasure   Up silk dress, bare   Quim slick, dribble…

Moving on – Kelly Fitzharris, Editor-in-Chief

Sometimes we start out the New Year hungover, covered in glitter, in our own beds (somehow) having fallen asleep in party clothing.   Others, we abstain from that lifestyle altogether and don’t drink; so waking up on January the 1st  is like any other day for us, except for possible unspoken or unaddressed marital discontent….

What is a Woman’s Worth? – by KIM D. BAILEY

What is a Woman’s Worth? By Kim D. Bailey   With all that’s going on this week after the election, this question bears asking and answering, with gritty insight and truth. Many of my female friends are feeling betrayed at this juncture in our American journey. I won’t go into the politics of this too…