After several decades of the dominance of unrhymed, free forms in modern poetry, there has been a renaissance of sorts as form poetry is appearing more and more in modern publications like Poetry, Ploughshares, The Missouri Review and many other print magazines, as well as in numerous online journals. Of the many different forms that are appearing lately, t...
Dedicated to and Inspired by Marigold The Beginning Anne had contacted me about taking care of my home in the Marylebone neighborhood of London. I'd posted the opening on Craigslist and was promptly swamped with email resumes and text messages. Anne stood out from the crowd when she took the time to find my address and have a courier drop off an envelope f...
There is a small store, an unremarkable door under a forest green awning with one front window. An arch of foot-high gold Victorian-era letters spelling out "Ann Tique's Shoppe" adorn the front window, and are again repeated in one-inch letters on the glass of the door. As for the items displayed in the window, that changes over time. Some of them...
Cody stepped out of the taxi with a smile on his face. He had finally made the big move out of his parents house and was ready to start the next chapter of his life. At eighteen years old it was time to start college. Cody hadn't been particularly keen on the idea of sharing an already cramped room with a total stranger during the first year of his college l...
A Bride's lingerie A guide on bridal lingerie and how to consummate your marriage while wearing it As told to the author after a six hour marathon love making session at the Hotel Monte Carlo, 2001 Before I start this primer on wedding night sex and lingerie, I would like to clear up some misunderstandings that our lingerie ignorant culture has been spre...
The memories of that night are so vivid, Kat. Something about it just... seemed so otherworldly, and so amazing. I've never had a night of better lovemaking, and you're to blame. We were at a ballroom. There'd been a weekend long course on Victorian era society; writing, dining, speech, and now the finale, dancing. I'd made no secret in private of how I'd s...
He was sitting in the big low armchair when I came in. I threw my bag on the couch and went to the kitchen, returning with a couple of bottles of beer. I took a long sip and put the bottles on the table next to his chair, and I sat down on his lap, my legs dangling over the chair arm. He put his arms around me and we exchanged a lengthy kiss. "How was your...
For two entire weeks, you, John Doe, have researched tirelessly on a place that historians and philosophers have secretly called... The Labyrinth. A special location that links the psyche of every living being on Earth. The place where you can traverse in people's dreams and do whatever you've wished. Out of sheer luck, you've managed to find a way to enter...
It was one week before she would celebrate the end of her fortieth year, and two weeks since her divorce became final. The wind outside justified her mood on this cold, wintry night, and it seemed that nothing was as it should be. She huffed, grabbed the quilt her old aunt Mel had given her, and moved towards the frosted window, Riunite Peach in hand. And it...
Writers of erotica are very much readers of erotica. When you first put pen to paper and write a sex scene, you probably do not consider yourself a writer of erotica. Time and many stories later, you begin to see the truth of your vocation. * I became enamored of erotica at an early age. Back then, I did not call it erotica. Oh no, it was what was sold as...