A sequence of a kiss.

Man Walking, Running and Hiding from Police Car

The deep kiss. The long embrace.

it felt warm and full of grace
circus of flesh
the compulsion
it was like a dream
in the dead afternoon
self-love with only a twinge of doubt
the little piece
and then it was over.

"I always preferred shade to the sun, darkness to light." -- Bukowski

possiamo dormire insieme

Five of my favorite jazz CDs

"the crushed and blackened end"

"Janice. That's a pretty name."

"up off the floor and slowly began to dress."

"Sitiing at the far end of the bar"

"I wasn't scared but I was confused."

"through the curtain"

coffee, the cup back down, and a good drag

non sai

"the flowers are trying harder"

solo per vedere te

"talking, crying, holding"

Le voci di studentesse giovani

"bad dreams. Sex and drink, and maybe love." -- Bukowski

Trapped Inside of a Wall