I have another account on here for more mainstream art that I am happy to share with everyone. This account is for darker, sexier, and/or more deviant artwork.
The sort of thing you should, and might, get a spanking for favoriting.
Here I sit, the night complete / Tired as heck, garlic on feet / Half my head, arguing with other / To be dead, could be my ’dr…
It’s in our nature
Somewhere t’home, the winter winds ride against the sky, shaking the barren branches / The snow flies, falls, settles into nooks and …
Standing at the door, literally, she waited for his acquiescence to her request; and, figuratively, she stood as well, waiting to enter in …
You can’t hear the tears, over the distance / splashing down on imagined paper, while / words are typed on screen / That doesn’…
Woman Left Lonely
Here / is a woman owned, but alone. / The displeasure of her captor, he who / holds her heart, is apparent, but unstated. / So, she / wai…
Angel and Angela, a rough draft in progress
These are the notes that will be worked up into a story of love, lust, and betrayal .. eventually. I think it might be called ‘Ange…
And should I come
listlessly, like a bloodless thing, drooping at your wordage, your testosterone / simpering, craving flowers, lace, crinoline, and all thi…
In trepidation, come I
In trepidation, come I to this place of higher learning, to this bastion of art a poor thing, too old to learn new tricks, hoping to be ac…
Searching for the perfect love, praying night and day for the one that would complete me, accept me for who i am / But, who am I? / Who are…