WHO DO WE THINK WE ARE FOOLING?
- Ventura, California, USA
- February 01
- Fair Me
- Just me.
MY RECENT POSTS
- Thoth on OS Truth and Lies
March 30, 2011 12:57PM
- Cinquain: Open Call from
July 26, 2010 05:17PM
- There is a Man Who Loves Me
July 11, 2010 03:41AM
- Its All About Dick
June 09, 2010 10:07PM
- The Man On the Stairs: a
May 10, 2010 06:19PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Hey tr ig
date only proves that you were
always an asshole. Thank you
February 23, 2013 10:03PM
- “Catherine posted really
good reports, she never said a
word about anyone. I
February 23, 2013 05:02PM
- “@ Tr ig
My god you
are such a liar. Again with
that same collage. Do you
January 09, 2013 09:38PM
- “@ tr ig,
OS is hardly working and you
are still hurting. I must
January 09, 2013 02:29AM
- “@ Trig,
not know any subjects, Trig.
You are obsessed with
April 02, 2011 03:07PM
- MY LINKS
- No links in this category.
I have been going through a personal tragedy. Few weeks ago I decided to go on OS to see what’s new. I was happy to see that Thoth is back. Then I also saw the same bullies still following him around and insulting him. So I kept reading from blog to… Read full post »
At the end of my rope
Homeless Read full post »
There is a man who has loved me for a long, long time.
I know this by his smile each morning as he says, “Good morning, Baby”.
I know this when, as I go out the door, he says, “Be careful. Come home safe.”
I know this by his tender kiss, his arms… Read full post »
She slowly waded to shore, the lake her refuge in heat of the day. The sun overhead burned her shoulders and back. By tonight it would feel like tissue paper crinkling and burning with each breath she took. Her blond hair made blonder by the rays of the sun, tumbled over… Read full post »
Young, single and full of passion, I was rushing out of the dance club, hurrying to escape the meat market atmosphere.
The band was blasting out Rock and Roll.
He turned the corner at the landing on the stairway down.
Our eyes met.
We both instantly smiled.
He said, "Do you?"
I said, "Yes, I do."… Read full post »
Author's note: 2009 EP. Originally a response to an open call regarding family and disabilty.
Alex on his front steps
I believe as parents, all we ever really hope for our children is that they will grow up, enjoy fulfilling relationships with other people, lea… Read full post »
Recently I have seen comments, nay, entire posts attacking other writers; hell, I’ve seen a post attacking all OS writers. I stopped posting, save some comments on real posts. These OS bash fests are too much for me. The attacks on posts are one thing but to attack a fellow OSer… Read full post »
I stood in the middle of the boxes, the paper and the bubble wrap not knowing where to start or where to end. A lifetime of prized possessions, held close to my heart and soul. Some were from my grandparent's home, some from my mother, my sisters and dear friends who
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‘Lady’ had been fondled, kissed, licked and fingered for over an hour tonight. She remained stoic and stonelike. Tina had become more than a little frustrated with the lack of gratitude ‘Lady’ gave her.
“You want my protection or d'ya want I just let a… Read full post »
The court room was half full when ‘Lady’ was brought in, clothed in a baggy orange jumpsuit, hair disheveled from a night in jail. The jail matron had searched her the night before. She had every orifice examined. ‘Lady’ had no idea how debasing a strip searc… Read full post »
‘Lady’ finally fell asleep, unable to keep her shivering body or mind alert to new advances by Tina. The morning wake up alarm came just as ‘Lady’ began to dream of her better place, at home with her family. Fear once again gripped her. There was no way to avoid th… Read full post »
The cell darkened as the lights dimmed for the evening. Tina sat on her bunk smirking at ‘Lady’. “You know, Lady, you ain’t half bad for a virgin. I coulda swore you liked it toward the end there.” ‘Lady’ had her back turned, her hands… Read full post »
My Dear Crushee,
You light my days with words of joy
I think you're just a lovely boy.
Your rhymes so sweet
Your thoughts so deep.
I wait each day for news from you
If you aren't there, I often stew
I take a break, I miss your post
Your… Read full post »
I ain’t no fuckin’ lesbian,” she
screamed. The woman rushed her with the makeshift shiv
fashioned from a nail file, cornered her in the cell, pressing it
at her throat.
“I ain’t gonna do it!” she screamed, her face screwed up in a grotesque mask of anger and t… Read full post »