“My little angel.” It was what my mama called me since before I could remember. She said that I was the most beautiful child to ever exist–her “gift from god.” According to her, when I was born the nurses couldn’t look away. They said that I was the most beautifulContinue Reading

Hold Hands Fingers laced grasp of trust— affection Hug, aka Embrace Encircle enwrap arms firmly press bodies firmly— nuzzle clavicles On Love’s Highest Art: The Kiss Study first her lips with your lips only then slip tongues gingerly (for further study google searchRoy Lichtenstein Kiss II 1964) Re: Cunnilingus #1Continue Reading

after Katrina Agbayani though i spent much of my life trying.chased the barrels like i’d never known the rush of dizziness.clutched the mane of a living thing like we were one and the same.rode bareback in winter like my favorite childhood movie.somewhere in a box left in my childhood homeContinue Reading

if you ever leave me I’m coming with you pass me the fruit we can shed our old skin I won’t mind the bitter bite the second slice we wasted years not knowing but I’ve always been curved at your side you build the fire I’ll suck the marrow fromContinue Reading

BB was a beekeeper. An advocate of the apiary arts. He wrote several tomes on the subject. It was not how he made a living, but how he loved living. Everyone called him “BB.” BB had six sons. Each of BB’s sons, known as GBs, had six sons, known asContinue Reading