The Test:

She¬†knows it’s a test!

He’s lying there,

In the next room,

And somehow she must resist:

Throaty nothings whispered,

Into her ear,

And that pelvic thrust…

But no, no!

She must resist,

Drowning in her desires,

But this time she would pass the test.




Snapshots of my life:

We celebrated Tom's birthday back in March.
We celebrated Tom’s birthday back in March.


We breathe again:

There was once a house that housed many tiny babies,

The babies grew up and brought home friends and partners,

And then the boarders came and strangers became friends,

The house groans every morning as we wait for,

The last car to drive out,

The last person to click the garden gate,

And join the busy throng on the pavement outside,

We sigh as the last person departs,

Because for six whole hours we are alone,

For six whole hours I can do whatever I want,

Be whatever I want, write whatever I want,

We sigh and breathe again.

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