2015

I stole this idea shamelessly from Cammie: what makes me sexy. I led with my weaknesses, because that felt right. Then I got to the good stuff.

Before I tell you what makes me sexy, let me lead with my weakness — arrogance, selfishness, stubbornness, a smaller-than-average cock, and a monotonous sexual repertoire, for starters.

The addiction has shifted: where sex once consumed me, now it’s writing that I can’t stop doing.

A promising OKCupid exchange gets right to the point.

The flesh visible through her sweater captures my attention and won’t let go.

What gets me hard isn’t your body — it’s knowing you need me to do what I’m about to do to it.

I’m told I’m intimidating. This always amuses me. What’s intimidating you isn’t me — it’s what’s inside of you that I touch.

Soon. I’m working on it. But stay tuned.

A woman on the train, so pretty I become a 17-year-old boy.

Your voice matters more than your face, your body, any of it. I keep trying to articulate why, and I’ll keep failing, and I’ll keep trying.