Memory or fantasy?

This is how you say “no” to something I’ve asked for, how you apologize to me for not having gotten it to me.

The international woman of mystery teases me.

There’s a difference between fantasy and reality, between thought and action. Thoughts are never inappropriate.

Impermanence is the one constant. And Marina has reminded me of this.

I’m learning how to take care of myself when Marina leaves, and when she returns. Her presence is delicious; her absence can be torture.

Anticipating a sexy morning encounter….

I send you a recording of my voice, speaking these words. You listen to them as you walk, and as we ride the same train, having never met, our eyes locked.

Classified ads – and responses to them – are a bygone art. Marina and I have some fun with the form.

She’s holding her pictures hostage, and I’m negotiating with a terrorist.

When Marina comes to town, I will use her.