love story, tragic romance

The Closed Door

I flicked through the television sitting on the single leather chair at the foot of my bed. The bed too big for just one, even two. There I have a model fast asleep, her friend besides her. Both women with lacy intimate fabric. The model was my date last night. Another Grammy won. Instead of… Continue reading The Closed Door


Memories of the Heart

I sit in my the chair by a window in my home. The sky, grey as the raindrops released from above fall onto the window pane. Today I will stay indoors I have no desire of heading out. As I sit on this chair and watch the sky roar, my mind trails off bringing present… Continue reading Memories of the Heart