Since the beginning of time, men and women have been trying to figure each other out. There have been several books written about the subject by psychiatrists, love doctors, and so-called experts. I consider myself a “so-called” expert on several topics, including “men.” Mostly because I am a man, and I’m pretty sure that I’ve … Read more
I once wrote a poem and labeled it “Love” then I threw it in a fire and watched the ashes fly above. It’s a well-versed story that comes to mind of someone gallivanting to save us, a true one of a kind. The beauty, charm, wit, and even a sultry kiss. Our hearts open up, … Read more
On the first day of Biology class, I noticed the girl with the yellow canteen. She sat on the far left of the arena and my attention belonged all to her. Between notes I would glance, sneakily, in the chance that she would see me too—she would and we’d both stare into space as if … Read more
What is love? I’m 57 years old, and I’m still trying to figure that out. I’m not even sure if I’ve ever been in love. Since my divorce, five years ago, I’ve dated a few women who have been into me, but I wasn’t that really into them. I liked a couple of them, and … Read more
I see you behind that mask Taking a breath like it came from a flask Where’s that hidden smile, tucked away because that’s the new way or style What did you say in that muffled way I can’t understand, talk clearly my friend underneath that bandana blend Going to the store grabbing groceries like it … Read more
The touch of a woman Her lips and breath warm my neck Making their way to my lips they go Soft and warm they feel A kiss….wet and slow Her hand on the back of my neck Soft, caressing, yet strong She pulls me in for another kiss, passionate and long Her chest against my … Read more
My affinity for reading began with Bram Stoker’s Dracula. It was my senior year of high school, and I hated assigned reading. I disliked being forced to read. As a kid, I read Goosebumps. My favorite is One Day at Horrorland, but any reading we were tasked I found to be the dullest. What I … Read more
I’ve just put my clothes in the washer, and I’ve taken a seat in the corner of the laundromat. It’s 9pm on a Friday night, and there’s no one else here, probably because of the rain. I take a sip of my soda from the 7-Eleven next door, as I wonder if I’ll be seeing … Read more
(from the perspective of the writer and his conversations with women; he placed himself in their shoes; may contain offensive language) A girl can only get her heart broken so many times before it becomes rubble. I propose to be this eloquent cool, but not too cool, hot but not too hot, sassy but not … Read more
Truth is not an insult and Reality is not an attack. Remember when there were courtship, chivalry and traditional dating? Since the late ’60s, women have been encouraged to get a college degree and a career. The prime fertile and beauty years are thus spent avoiding marriage to become ‘strong and independent’. And during these … Read more