Sweet escape
I fucked up, I will admit to that. Willingly I took you too far, now I can’t bring...
Read MorePosted by Fae Parker | Dec 2, 2011 | Poetry, Sex & Sexuality, Surviving Abuse, Written Word
I fucked up, I will admit to that. Willingly I took you too far, now I can’t bring...
Read MorePosted by Devin | Nov 27, 2011 | Poetry, Written Word
Santa His belly rotund his laughter robust this strong and gentle man sits shaving a block of wood...
Read MorePosted by Devin | Nov 27, 2011 | Aging & Anti-Aging, Attitudes on Aging, Family & Parenting, Love & Romance, Poetry
Porch Swing Sitting on the porch swing swaying to the warm evening’s breeze his hand...
Read MorePosted by Fae Parker | Nov 19, 2011 | Poetry, Saving Lives from Human Trafficking, Sex & Sexuality, Surviving Abuse, Written Word
The night promised to be long as she gyrated to the music. The floors thumped and the poll...
Read MorePosted by Where Is My Guru | Nov 15, 2011 | Love & Romance, Poetry, Yoga & Mindfulness
Hello Guru Friends! We are so stoked to share with you our show from last Friday November 11,...
Read MorePosted by Fae Parker | Nov 11, 2011 | Life Lessons, Poetry, Saving Lives from Human Trafficking, Surviving Abuse
A ghost of what she could be flutters around in the daylight, at night though she is all he said...
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