October 2013

Two brief fictions about blindfolds, trust, and the senses we use to know one another.

It took about twenty seconds to find out everything about Alison. I probably won’t use any of it.

A woman on the subway. Or in a coffee shop. Wherever she was, I saw her.

Two years in, hundreds of posts deep, and I’m nowhere near done — but I want to know what keeps you coming back.

Dan Savage explains monogamish-ness so much better than I can.

For most of us, sex is neither a sacrament nor a handshake. It’s something more interesting than either.

R sends me the sound of her coming, and then tells me, in words, exactly what she did. FUCK is this hot.

Two women on the subway, described in the only way I know how.

A drink, a bar, a finance guy, and a brunette with bright eyes – and somehow I end up explaining my marriage to both of them.

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