Blank pages

Of a blank city

Filled with blank stares

Cluttered over bus depots, and humming food hubs

A blank being coiling out into urban sprawl


Inertia is in the wind

Howling down the empty fall pavement

A sudden arresting thing

I slow my steps

And listen to the familiar sound of its’ blank lullaby


Let’s try to sleep tonight

Without twisting the sheets

A restless caffeination

A guilty stagnation

And maybe tomorrow, inertia will slip away



Beautiful poem by!


Like a young swan
I swim in the middle of the night,
Reciting poems as I float,
Whispering to the stars above and
Trying to convey my dreams to them.
Dreams of helping me get some rest,
Some peace,
Just some sleep.
The water’s so deep that
I look around for a window
Or a portal to teleport me
To the stars in
My flesh and bone,
And into the mantle of their
Burning lights.
The stars, so out of my reach
Call me, enrapture me,
Hypnotize me with a cautious
Calculated gentleness, and
I keep floating, struck by a sudden and
New found charge,
Possessed with knowledge I never knew
I knew, and
Reaching out to the stars
As they reach out to me
Engulfing me in their flames.
Now I’ve found a home
In the stars,
Hoping they’ve found one
In me, too.

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Three Threesomes for the Price of One! (book cover)

Hello dear readers! I’ve been talking about this book for quite a while, but I finally have good news for you, I’m working on book covers for it! Yes, all the stories are pretty much complete, and so far they all have two thumbs up from my beta-readers (nothing but the best for you guys). Here’s my first (*cough, cough* third) attempt at a book cover, and I actually quite like this one. Harsh criticism is welcome : D as well as vacuous praise.

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The titles in this book are:*

Larger Burger

The woods

The holy extraterrestrial affair


The first chapter of my upcoming horror(with a deeply erotic underpinning) novel ‘the blackwater witch’!

So buckle up, settle down, curl up, and get ready to read something spicy and fun!


*Some titles may change, it takes me forever to come up with good titles for my stories.


Rolling liquid between my fingers

Is a silver, rain tinged dawn

I am away

Hiding below the moss of years

In a humid wonderland

Peaceful and slow.

There is a river here

That feeds an ocean

That eats my dreams

Sinking them deep

Where they can’t molest me

I sit on the shore rocks

And listen to the pull of the tide

Breathing and beating

Then lay back

And bask in a silver dreamless night

Lend Me a Hand (erotic short story)

This short story is rated R.


She had graduated unwillingly to two dildos at a time. It was the only way to satisfy and bring renewed sensation. They went in snugly, not caring a rat’s ass if she hadn’t shaved that week (month), leaving her to hold them in with one hand, and lower the pristine, pastel headed vibrator onto her clit. It was a wonderful jolt, but not as much as the bedroom door swinging open.

Not able to speak, her roommate spoke for her. “Jesus Maria!”

Maria flushed as he took in her predicament, eyes glued to her gaping stuffed cunt. Off came his jersey. Muscles, everywhere! Did his chestnut hair always shine so brilliantly?

He coaxed the dildos out, slick with both her seed and copious lube. “Nothing satisfies like flesh.”

Warm, tender, agile flesh indeed, delving into her up to the knuckle, just like the movies. A little more lube, then deeper. Let’s make pretense. “Wait, I’m scared.” Just pretense, I’m no slut, see. He understood, not wavering, whispering soft encouragement as he stuffed her, hand slowly curling.

She panted torturedly, minutes freeze framed in her mind until the orgasmic spasms came, dropping her into oblivion.

They were best friends after that.


Meno Silencio ©2016


Like this tawdry little two hundred word story? Head over to my short story page here for more!