Only a father can

It’s been so long since I came here last

you still look the same, trapped in time

frozen in perfection.

My gray is taking more of me

the years weigh different as I  continue.

I’ve missed you like only a father could

that day all those years ago

you left the house stating good clean fun to be had was right outside.

I told you to stay outta that side of town, but you swore

you weren’t going but your friends convinced you to ride

and you did

they said it was more fun than yall had ever had

drinks, drugs, dames and all the dirty games they bring.

That night ended in a fight one you tried to break up

I always told you to let them fight but, watch your brothers back.

*tears running down my face*

you didn’t see the knife or see the hand clutching it

your best friend killed you with a savage strike

at the trial he said the drugs were laced, the drink to strong and the dames liked you more.

He blamed everyone but you,

you he loved above all else

you he has tatted on his chest

you the reason he was released the reason it was ruled a accident.

I miss you more each year

your child grows up looking like you

bringing them here to look at you

how you were

they said, they’re you in the present

projecting that they’ll be here longer

better to reach yalls potential.

I miss you like only a father can

coming by to say

I’ll see you soon one day



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this journey i’m on has ups and downs

next to quite a few of my peers i’m on the up while next to others i’m definitely on the downs.

money is not everything, but having enough to not be supremely stressed is a driving factor.

taking steps to move away from being unhappy over money is a lengthy process.  Sitting at my job that had a payroll hiccup that was not fixed immediately put a strain on my account to a tune of -110 a quick call to my bake knocked it down to -40 that’s better but not as good as the +60 I had this morning before charges leveled out from friday.

making streams of income is a problem that i’m looking to right but this journey is full of drops and cliffs i don’t see coming. such is life i know.  the plans to stand tend to be countered by a well placed hit.

i’m growing to hate my job from both sides of my aisle.  i’m hating the lack of consistency and commitment.  the little things that make it worth it are few and far between.  money makes me stay, it’s not great pay but, pay nonetheless.  i’m not able to leave until i can make a smooth go elsewhere.  i live in a time and place where i need every penny.

my boss makes me wonder how long one can live out time as our focus turns in may different ways.  we downsize like it’s going to help.  at our best 9 now we’re 5-6 each person lost has only made the load heavier.

my journey here is coming to a end one way or another

my job affects my mood hours after my days “ended”

my journey to the next stage of life seems endless

my edges gray as my skin gets older.

kissing 30 considering all the life i’ve left to live and how much cheaper my death is compared to my life.

the only thing keeping me on the road is the people i’m on this journey with.


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There are 5 of us vying for your attention Me, Jim, Mike, Tyrone and Isabelle. You said as far as on the streets we’re equal and when it comes down to sex it’s where you see a challenge in naming a champion.  So we’re competing for a rank in your roster. You named us off of our styles

Me- Buckwild

Jim- Slender Tender

Mike-Big Meat



We all have a thing that we do better than the other from head to alternative combinations.

As Buckwild it’s directly correlated to my fuckstyle.  I’m all in from beginning to end with full body stimulation.  I’m 6’6 and thick with a 9″ dick think Winston Duke with long dreads.  I specialize in s&m & longevity.

Then there is Jim the smooth operator or Slender Tender. He’s a real gentle lover who doesn’t leave a mark just puddles or so he claims.  He’s 5’6 with 7″ of dick.  He says that he’s a descendant of Al B Sure, but looks more like a mini Grant Hill. His specialty is gentle lovemaking.

My homeboy Mike is better known as Big Meat.  I’m so sorry for any hole you let him hit. Think iron Mike in his prime and that’s my boy. 5’10 all muscle and a monster of meat between his legs tagging in at 14″ all beef. He’s by far the biggest in the sack and the most selfish.  I’ve dealt with some of his exes they say he’s all this big talk about giving you  the best you’ve ever had but only last for 6 maybe 7 minutes of deep pressure, if he can contain. His specialty is the deep stroke.

Tyrone is a  master lover as far as submission goes.  If you need a selfish nut, hit him up he’s built to serve.  He’s a plain looking guy kind of unassuming clocking in at 5 foot even with 6″ measure for your pleasure he’s your guy. Specialty in knowing just what you need. He’s your Specialist.

Isabelle is the final contestant for your interest.  You call her Trick since she has something in her bag to combat everyone one of us in the room.  She’s the splitting image of Lisa Bonet and just as fine.  I can only guess what she specializes in as far as sex, but I know her bag has more toys than Batman has gadgets.

You propose 3 events to settle who’s the best.

  1. head/foreplay- turning you on.
    1. each contestant has 15 minutes to get your engine going
    2. get you to orgasm if they can
    3. make you cum until either you tap out or time runs out
  2. Sex
    1. Orgasm only get you points
    2. no cuddling
    3. 30 minute time limit
  3. specialties
    1. each contestant can use their special moves or skills exclusvely
    2. goes on until tapout
    3. no violating red terms (for people that have had that convo only)
  4. Tie breaker- If needed
    1. sudden death orgasms

Quickly reminding us that safe sex is the best sex and that you can set the mood however you want.

you’re blindfolded and strip down to your birthday suit.  Sitting on the couch wishing us all the best of luck. We draw straws for the order and here it goes for round 1

Big Meat, Slender Tender, Specialist, Buckwild, and Trick

Big Meat picks you up off the couch and puts you against a wall he bites your neck, mauls your nipples and descends to your pussy.  We all look at his wild licks in disbelief that he gets repeats. You scream and smack his head “fuck Mike what did I tell you about biting me!” You yell.  Trick and I chuckle at his sloppy attempts to please you.  As his time ends he puts you back on the couch and struts off proud of his display.  “You see how I did my thing, she loves this tongue.” Mike boast.

“Watch this”Slender Tender says getting on his knees he crawls between your legs on the couch and starts to lick gently on your lips and kiss your kitten. You start moaning and rubbing your nipples the entire time he licks a little faster until time runs out.  “who ever that was good try, but not good enough.” you say.  Slender slinks away kicking himself.  I look at Trick and make a gamble with her that if we’re in the 4th round we’ll work together and share you as co winners.

Specialist positions you so that you’re face-sitting him he’s pulling you onto his mouth and you must be loving what we can’t see because you are screaming and there is tears in your eyes.” Fuck Yes! That’s My Spot you little bitch! clean mommy right up!!” You scream.  “guess she knows who’s who.” Trick snickers. The buzzer goes off and you fall off Tyrone’s face, he looks like freshly glazed donut and you say, 1 point for him. His fist pump is noted by all most of all by Mike for his poor outing.

As the next one up I seek to capitalize on the Specialist momentum and keep the orgasm going. I almost slide tackle into your pum-pum with my tongue.  I’m gripping your hips and giving you long slow licks when you pull back for air you push my head back into you and guide me to your clit.  I attack it voraciously sucking lightly and hard.  As you lock in that figure four head lock I feel you gush not once but twice.  You tremble and let out a guttural moan followed by another.  Feeling you trying to pull me off & knowing how sensitive your clit is I continue the pressure and you rewards me with 3 quick orgasms  and 1 big one.  You tap out to me and say you need a few minutes before who ever is next.

At the break the score is Big Meat 0 Slender Tender 0 Specialist 1 Buckwild 6 & Trick is N/A

After the break Trick has swings to into action, I hadn’t noted how much slimmer her fingers are than the rest of us.  She is licking your lips at what looks like mach 1 and you’re grabbing her hair “Right there!!” You holler.  She slips two finger inside of you and your voice escapes you.  Trick looks up at you as she suckles on your clitoris and lifts your hips slipping her thumb into your anus. You begin praying to any God you think will answer as you squirt all over Trick.  She continue the assault as you continue your soundless scream that turns to weeping. As time runs out you crumple up on the couch and Specialist drapes you in a blanket and moves you to the love seat while Trick & I clean up your juices.

Big Meat & Tender begin to prep the bedroom, I can only imagine what those too are doing since they haven’t scored yet.

Under the Specialist care you come back down from your high. You request that he runs you a bath so that you can start fresh for the next round. He scurries off and we hear the water running. You’re light snores follow as he preps your water.

As we finish up Slender calls us into the bedroom.  The lights are dimmed and the rooms smells sweet like lavender and vanilla.  Tender says that he’s a big fan of aromatherapy and setting the mood.  Looking at the sheets I notice that they’re black silk sheet, Tender sees me and says that the bed is all big meat who insist that this is the only way to go.  a collective groan is initiated at his expense.  Big meat emerges from the shadows in a burgundy and black smokers jacket and gray sweatpants. Trick get the 1st joke off “who do you think you are a broke Billy D Williams with those sweats on” he retorts “Respect my swag.” We all fall out laughing as the Specialist burst through the door at the outburst, he looks confused until taking a gander at Big Meat laughing too.  “Man, I know you said that you’re a cross generational playa, but damn pick a period and stay, based off your score I suggest lose the jacket” he suggest.   Big Meat rips the jacket off “My ladies love this look, y’all just lack vision.” he mutters. “So do you, who sold you that relic Antonio Fargas or Don Cornelius. ” I interject.

The Specialist ask for some assistance with your bath, and Slender agrees, they both leave the room to give you a bath I assume with more oils and aromatherapy.  Big Meat, muttering that he needs to stretch for his upcoming marathon performance that will leave us all shocked and in awe.  Leaving Trick and myself to set up our respective gear on a table provided.  I notice that there seems to be a overlap in our items except she has a strap on device and I have floggers.

You come in the room with a joint “He’s at it again, is febreeze to good for him, I swear he wants to knock me out with all these scents. Slender must sell these oils in his free time and big meat ain’t much better look at these sheets.  I can’t wait to see him in his playa playa jacket.” you say aloud.  Looking towards us you ask for the score

“Big Meat & Slender Tender have 0, The Specialist has 1, Buckwild has 6 and I have 4′ Trick answers.  “You two, must have had your Wheaties today, are you looking forward to these next 2 rounds?” you ask.  “yeah we are, just wish there was a way to eliminate these other competitors and get on to the main event.” I say.  “tsk tsk tsk, it’s a fair challenge to eliminate those thoughts buckwild. Can you two get everyone together I want to get the 2nd round going” you request.

coming back in you’re on the bed blindfolded and waiting for us.  We keep the same order and Big Meat climbs in the bed after stripping off his sweats he grabs a XXL condom and says this is what a “real man” looks like to us.   He rubs your lips with the head of his penis and you groan ‘lube Mike, lube” he grabs a bottle off the nightstand and lubes himself up.  His first stroke just looked painful you scream bloody murder as he fucks in missionary position, he’s growling like a pit bull and you’re gripping his back like you’re trying to peel a orange. He yelps 6 minutes in and starts saying “this pussy is too good!” moments later he nuts and collapses on top of you.  Big Meat has 20 solid minutes left and he’s wiped out, napping next to we watch a you push him out the bed as he hit the floor you shout “-5 and who ever is next better come prepared to do it right!”

Slender Tender steps over Big Meat and proceeds to kiss you deeply while fingering you. Your moans fill the room as he slides on a condom and slides in from missionary.  Wrapping your legs around him guiding his strokes you crane your neck back and moan “right there, right there, right there”.  Slender lets out a quiet”fuck” as he picks up momentum. Rocking your hips together you pull him in closer to you as you cum.  Basking in the afterglow of your orgasm, Slender Tender turns you on your side straddling your right leg with your left leg on his right shoulder he slides in. Using your leg to stabilize himself he slams into you “You like this dick don’t you, Say you like it” he quarries, but you’re lay unresponsive until you yawn.  Slender takes this as a challenge and  pulls out and diving between your legs.  He reconnects his tongue with your lips muttering something to himself. On minute 29 you moan and scream “OVERSTREET!!”. His head springs up perplexed as the buzzer sounds. Slender hops off the bed and struts out the room stating that needs a nap & a sandwich.  He’s now on the board with 2 points.

The Specialist gives you a coconut water and protein bar, after the brief intermission he makes out with you while rubbing your lips and clitoris.  Kissing down your body the Specialist nips your collarbone and suckles on your boobs like a newborn. Your squealing wakes up Big Meat who gets up confused and shuffles out of the room.  The Specialist kisses down to your mound and devours you. He’s holding onto your hips as you thrash about following your body into a awkward face sit.  You pound the bed as he continue his oral assault.  In the last 10 minutes he wraps up and enters you from behind using a jackrabbit motion all we hear is the clapping of thighs as he tries to ride you into a orgasm filled sunset.  His buzzer goes off and he dismounts.  Giving him a high five you sheepishly say “3 points, good boy”.  The Specialist skips out the room overjoyed at his position in the rotation.

Hearing my flogger you state emphatically” NO Toys for this round especially you Trick I doubt I could stand it!”

Placing it back down on the stand I proceed to the bed turning you over on your stomach. Kissing your neck  and ears kissing down your spine making my way to you peach.  Spreading your cheeks I begin to eat you out from behind to your groans and snickers as my nose tickles your butt.  Your shaky legs and profuse cussing lets me know how close you are to coming screaming “Fuck! you long nosed bastard!!!” cumming on my tongue.  Licking up wards I begin my dessert licking your 2nd hole and dipping the tip of my tongue for a taste while fingering you with my left hand. Your juices drip down my arm as I slide my fingers out and slide my latex sheathed sword into you.  “Fuck I missed this.” I think while gripping your hips and pulling you onto my dick, glancing at the timer noting the 7 minutes I have left switching to froggystyle I pick up the pace. Pinching your nipples, sticking my thumb in your butt hole, “come for me (Y.N.)” I order as you do.  Each orgasm weighted by mild scratches to your back and bites to your shoulders, the buzzer goes off as you shudder one last time.  Dismounting I hit the dougie while you splay out like a marathon runner. Trick’s look of disbelief confirms that I just killed it, “3 points and I need a break.” you feebly squeak out.

In the interim tallying the score with Trick, we hear you snoring after that last round.  Chiding her for getting the short end of the stick, Trick shoots back the scores to show she has a fighting chance.

Big Meat -5, Slender Tender 2, The Specialist 4, Buckwild 9 and Trick with 4.  “I can get at least 5 good orgasms from (y.n.) in under 30 minutes.”  “In your dreams Trick, I’ve secured the prime position. At least neither of us is Big Meat” I joke.

Looking at him knocked out on the couch with a beer and sandwich in front of him.  Slender Tender and The Specialist are playing a game of chess and drinking whiskey while talking about football.

Brushing past us you go to the fridge and grab a coconut water, gesturing us back to the room with one finger we go.  Sitting on the bed, you declare the challenge is coming to it’s last round and that Trick will today’s final contestant.

While I’m setting up the buzzer, Trick’s climbing into your lap.  Not hearing you pleasantries I only hear your moans and tell tell sign that you’re approaching a orgasm.  Walking around the room looking for the stimulation I see that Trick’s hands are around your neck and she’s whispering in your ear.  You’re shuddering increases as she moves her  hands down your frame.  As she gets to your ribs, you rip the blindfold off and pull her into a kiss “Shut up Trick and Fuck Me!” you scream. Acquiescing to your request Trick slips her index into your pussy while you screech. Digging your nails into her back demanding more fingers and deeper.  At this point your primal smell overwhelms the aromatherapy and the only sounds are your guttural moans that reverberate off walls.  “You’re doing real good baby, I’m so proud of you.  You’ve never taken my fist before.” Trick coos. Your writhing on the bed as the buzzer goes off calling a end to the challenge.  Trick works her hand out you. You curl up into yourself holding up 5 fingers.  Tricks strut is something to the score board for the final tally.

Big Meat – (-5), Slender Tender -2, The Specialist- 4, Buckwild- 9 and Trick 9.

Seeing your sleeping form We agree to continue this contest later this weekend and cuddle with you in bed.






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Around memory lane

Watched this show that reminded me of you

So full of life

Laughing and running around being a little kid near the clique always wanting in on what we did

You thought we were so cool

We wanted you to go inside & leave us to our bullshit

Instead you came out got popped & bled out on the block

You’d be 24 now if you’d just stayed inside, instead you died.

That hit close watching your eyes lose light no matter what we did.

It changed us all

Showed us how soft we were made us who we became

After you I walked away from that life.

Not able to not blame myself for making it look cool.

I watched a show saw a kid that reminded me of you & he caught one too.

I miss you praying you’ll forgive me for leaving behind, maybe I should have taken with me when I left the block

I’m sorry you got hit by being near our shit

I pray for your soul that you’re at peace

I think you’re looking down at me thinking how lame I’ve become how I’m not the guy you knew but the guy I said I’d be

I love you man

Until we meet again


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Reality sets in

Wish I could be mad at you for not understanding me.

That my actions & words didn’t give you a clear picture of my intent.

I wish I vould say I’ll call you later knowing how I discard my ex lovers, don’t expect a good morning text or even a weak wyd.

Been there done you & now I’m thru.

Reality hit me, sex just isn’t enough.

It’s the best part of what we do & that’s the worst part. My mind is more excited doing paperwork than getting you worked up.

Sex won’t sustain me, at least not these days.

It’s been uncomfortable in the weirdest & worst ways.

Each great experience against horrifying ones.

I wish you knew you like I know me.

Reality set in

It’s apparent we don’t fit or match up. In life, on paper, in bed it’s always a fight of futility.

Tuning out of you & back into me

The focus is apparent

Our pictures aren’t meant to be intertwined.

Nor are we each other’s focus

Let this end


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Who you gonna kill

“Go to the country he said, It’ll be fun he said. Look at us lost going down the road in the middle of nowhere. Our phones don’t have any reception and we’ve finally heard every song on our ipods. Elijah do you know where you’re going, is this another shortcut?” Isis ask.

“Isis you can let it go, we’re lost. At this point I’m just looking for somewhere to stop and sleep. We have a 1/2 tank and I know we can find our way once the sun is up. Okay Isis, just keep your eyes peeled for a rest stop or motel or vacant lot, cool?” Elijah say.

On the right they couple sees a gas station, motel, and restaurant called Last Stop Inn.

“Babe stop here! we can sleep here and find out where here is!” Isis exclaims.

Pulling in the driveway Elijah park in front of the office. They both pile out.

“Uggggg it’s good to stand & deliver.” Elijah says “Isis check to see if they’re open.” Elijah point towards the restaraunt.

“Evening, how much for a room?” Elijah inquires

“For you $79 a night, will yall be needing anything like the wifi password or a morning wake up call? Hoyt inquires.

“No, we’ll be fine. Hoyt (looking at name tag), where are we right now. I can’t get a signal on any of my devices?” Elijah says.

“Oh we’re in Eureka, Geogia the Bama line is 30 miles down the road buddy. You’re a pretty big guy do you play ball on somebodies team?” Hoyt asks. Examining his large muscular frame & tribal tattoos.

“No I don’t play ball anymore. Do you take credit or does it have to be cash?” Elijah retorts.

“Cash prefeered but credit will work, it’s $82.16, thanks for ya card lemme get ya I.D. for ya copy.” Hoyt whisk off to copy

“How the hell did you get yourself here Eli, it was supposed to be a fun leave with Isis some wine, fresh air, and fun. When was the last time we both had leave, 2-3 years ago in Berlin” looking around “This hotel must be from the 60s the paint is peeling & the carpet is 3 different colors but the computer is top of the line. Are those a stack-” Elijah.

“Elijah, here’s ya receipt, I.D. and room key. Yall are in room 7 in the middle. yall have a good night now. If yall need anything i’ll be here all night.” Hoyt says.

“I never thought I’d miss Geronimo, but I’ll be. Where is she?” he thinks searching for her tall slender frame.

“Hey babe, it’s closed and from the layer of grime on the windows it’s been closed for a while. What room are we in?” Isis reports.

“7. pile in!” he states excitedly.

they jump in the car and go to the room. he backs into a space infront of the room. On the horizon he notices another couple who is just staring at them.

“Do you see them?” Elijah asks


“Them right..there?, There was another couple at the edge of the horizon a blond woman and a man with a hood. I -” Elijah stammers.

“It’s been a long day babe, lets get you inside.” Isis says grabbing her bags while Elijah grabs his gear. Upon opening the door and hitting the light both groan.

“How much did you pay again?” Isis jokes

“$82.16, why?” Elijah answers

“You could have given me that money and we could stay in the woods. (laughing). Look at that bed, they’d court marshall either of us for this!” Isis jokes.

“Don’t worry, we’ve both slept in foxholes before” Elijah responds.

“True, but at least the bucket was clean, hold up is this dried blood? Babe take a look at this” Isis states pointing to corner of bed.

“Yea that’s blood on the sheets, sink and floor. What the hell happened here? We need to switch rooms or maybe I’ll take you up on camping in the wilderness of Georgia.” Elijah cracks.

“Babe it’s co-”


“INCOMING, GET DOWN!!” Elijah shouts

They both hit the floor grabbing there bags. Digging through them looking –

“That sounds like someone is shooting up the car. What do you have with you Isis? I have my Sig an a Glock 40 in my bag.” Elijah states.

“I have a disassembled Mossberg and my trusty Glock 19 in my case. Lets load up and see if we need to do a sweep.”Isis retorts

“Not that I don’t love your prepared nature (looking at her shotgun) where did you think I was taking you? Pass me a vest since you have extra.” Elijah says

“Babe, we both done 3 tours of Iraq & Afghanistan respectively, it pays to be prepared. I’m surprised you don’t have a long gun with you what gives captain?” She jokes.


(looking around the curtain) “there are 3 of them and one them is Hoyt, I knew he was sketchy. They’re closely grouped if we go now we can bring down at least one of them and capture the others.” Elijah asses.

“Okay on 3” Isis responds.

“BUT IF YOUSE TWO COME OUT NOW WE’LL MAKE IT QUI-” BOOM the Mossberg reports the hooded man flies back hitting the wall.

“GET THE FUCK DOWN!!!” Isis screams .



POP POP POP “ugh you fucking shot me, you niggers are all the same. Don’t you worry boy my brother will fix you if it’s the las-“Hoyt threatens

BOOM “He was talking shit and we need to get back inside and get whatever intel out of blondie here before help comes. Cause I know someone had to have heard these shots.” Isis reasons.

“She’s clean. Get up and get moving blondie!” Elijah commands.

“Not so fast bub, you killed my brother an husband. My big brother gon git youse too.” blondie retorts.

(forcing her inside the couple duck tapes her to a chair and begins the questioning,)

“I ain’t telling you monkeys nothing.” blondie snarls

“This is going to be fun, I’ve filled the trash can with water and we can use one these disgusting pillow cases or we can strip the wires off this lamp and if she hold out after that shallow cuts are the call of the day.” Isis muses

“Damn babe, it might time to think retirement, but I’m feeling the water and pillowcase combo it’s been a while since I’ve water-” Elijah agrees

“Please don’t do aaannnnnyyyy of that to meeeee”blondie cries. “we kidnap travelers, steal their stuff and eat em pleeaaassseee don’t drown meee. I swears I’m telling the truth. My brother’s gonna be here at 10pm, he always tenderizes the meat before we eats them.” blondie confesses

“See now was that so hard?” Isis asks

Blondie shakes her head no. “am I gonna die?” she ask.

“Well of course you are!” Elijah answers joyfully pulling his Sig out “just one question, What his name & What’s he driving?”


“That Jo Nathan there on his bike an yall are in big-” SLICK as blood runs down her shirt.

“What she had nothing else to say.” Elijah states


“So kill him or wound him?” Isis inquires

“Why what do you have in mind? Oooh are those the water rounds?” Elijah ask. “Use them, we need wheels and need to know if he’s it.

loading the mossberg

“BETTY!! BETTY!! HEY WHO ARE YOUOOOOOOOOOOOOO” Jo Nathan Screams as the round hits him.

“Say good night Johnnie!” Isis says hitting him with the gun but.

Waking up naked with a mighty fine pain in my chest and the room coming into focus seeing Betty taped to a chair, Hoyt lying next to her and Jib next to him. Jo Nathan screams only to find his mouth gagged.

“Babe he’s up & I’m taking out the gag” Isis says.

“whats the meaning of this shit? untie me from this FUCKING BED RIGHT THIS FUCKING INSTANT GAL IF YOU KN-” Jo Nathan bellows before getting hit again.

“Now now Jo Nathan Phillips, you’re not in control we are and We’ll decide when and if to let you go. Understood?” Isis informs him.

“I get it now, you to uppity coons think you’ve got me but, I’ve the one who in conTROLLLLLLLLL! PLEASE DON’T CUT ME AGAIN?! PLEEASEEE I’LLL BEE GOOODDDD I SWEAR TO GOD PLEASE DON’T. UGH!! LEAVE MY FINGERS WHERE THEY ARE!” Jo Nathan pleads.

“Now Joey we need a car since your minions shot up ours & I need you to tell me where your base of operations is.” Elijah demands.

“This Is my base of operations. The resta resta PLEASE DON’T CUT MY NUTS. PLEASE TELL HER I’LL DO ANYTHING!!!!!!” Jo Nathan frantically screams.

“Isis don’t cut him yet just light scratches ok?” Elijah jokes.

“Gotcha babe, the sun is rising and we need to go.” Isis reminds him.

“Jo Jo the wheels and any other assistance you can offer will be appreciated what do you say?” Elijah ask.

“in the restaurant you’ll find 3 boxes on the counter they’re full of cash all we took. Take them they’re yours. In the back room where Hoyt was (staring at the knife tracing his inner thigh) you’ll find the title to a blue charger tacked to the wall. Next to the copier is a box full of ID’s for every person who’s stayed here for the last 20yrs. The car is-” Jo Nathan stammers.

“20 years you’ve been killing, robbing, and eating people for 20 years!” Isis interrupts.

“uh I mean uh it’s new that we’ve started eatin em. That was Jib’s thing and he slowly had us all eating em. I rather have regular food than someone we just happen upon. Are youse two going to let me go?” Jo Nathan

“Sure, after you sign this title over to me. Oh yeah any booby traps on any of these items cause I’d hate for any to get hurt (as Isis drags her knife over his chest)?” Elijah inquires.

“No traps or tricks an I’ll sign whatever you want boy. I promise.’ Jo Nathan promises

Elijah goes and grabs the boxes of cash, the title, ID’s and the car from around the side of the building

“Joe, y’all have done some great work with what looks like your life savings. Will you be able to start over with nothing and no one?” Elijah ask.

“I’ll be fine, I’ll never kill another nigger again youse two have shown me the error of my ways. I’m gonna only kill non blacks and jews- (SNIKT) YOU FUCKING BITCH!!! I HATE YOU OOOOO MY BALL WHY’D YOU CUT THEM I NEEDED THOSE YOU FUCKING BITCH!!!!!!!! AAAAAHHAHHAHHHHH!!! please just kill me, I ain’t no man with out em, Plllleeezzzzzzz kill me.” Jo Nathan sobs.

“Isis help me load the bags in the new car.” Elijah says

“He looks so pathetic lying there crying and cursing. Should we end his suffering?” Isis ask.

“Sure baby, pass me you shotgun and 2 water rounds. (passing him the loaded gun) Thanks babe. This will kill him or at least make him bleed faster. Joey wake up and say goodbye.’ Elijah says

“good, goodbye to who? you?” Jo Nathan question.

“No to your manhood!” Elijah shouts

“PLEASE NOOOOOOOO-” Jo Nathan screams.

His screams are drowned out by the two shots to his groin. The 1st opens the cuts deeper and the 2nd obliterates his testicles.

“Ick Jo Jo, bye bye what a mess you’ve made on yourself.” Elijah comments walking out of the room.

Hopping into the car

“Having fun yet babe or is it just like Berlin?” Isis jokes

“It’s like it, lets go it’s 30 miles to the line and we both have some retiring to do.” Elijah muses.

“I love you Eli”

“I love you too”

They pull off into the rising sun.


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child of the light

As a child of the light, there is more to miss than just my genitalia.

Show me my value outside of the boudoir.

I’m a man from long hair to thick full lips to the sexual parts that exist.

I’m not just a sex object, I’ve been that before

it’s not a state I’d choose to live in.

SEX is but one thing of many that I’m good at

experience me in many facets not just darkness

in the light I am my best.

I shine in ways that lend to my greatness

you can see my crown in the light my gifts are more apparent when you acknowledge the goods.

I’m a dark knight who has committed to many acts away from questioning eyes

but these can’t be your only memories of me.

Tell me of my laugh or the jokes we crack

remind me of failed expeditions we’ve been on.

I’m a child of the light

I live in the dark.

my nights were once just sex and lust

my days pursuits of my nights

presently I live for the day if only to celebrate the night.

think not just of the sex we have

the lust we bring to life

think also of me as I complex knight that slays more than enigmatic orgasms.


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