• birds,  bluebeard,  deepwater,  gulf,  horizon,  oil,  petroleum,  Poetry,  spill

    Bluebeard Petroleum

    Arenal on Flickr – Photo Sharing! January 2002 In the day’s last light I watch a birthing,life delivered in tremors, groans, contractions.Molten streams spilled down obsidian thighs.Steam plumes blanketed the harbor basin,fingers curling up to catch new life in cupped hands.Mother earth giving birth to herself. April 2010 Night over the gulf delivers a fireball, explosion, tremors — this basin a cradle for death.A black plume rises, jetting thick and fast as a severed artery, the fountain of our shame.Appointed caretakers wring their hands and bickerlike siblings trying to pass off responsibility for a senile parent.Will our minds prove nimble enough to save us from our ingenuity? June 2010 In…

  • BDSM,  BDSM Romance,  corporations,  Erotica,  Fiction,  games,  power,  vampires.virtuality

    Virtuality

    The Arches Glasgow on Flickr – Photo Sharing! Corporations are a virtuality, that is, they exist, somewhere on the scale between the real and the virtual. If you’ve ever tried to get past a robotic phone system to solve a problem, you know it’s not possible to have a conversation with one. Like vampires, they are made from human parts, but have superhuman powers. They are born and they die, but you can’t shoot one. Once they have their teeth in your life, it’s hard to tear free. Sarai chewed her lip and considered the closing of her paper. Maybe it was theghost of Bond’s tongue between her legs, but…

  • BDSM Romance,  erotic,  Fiction,  flash,  Flash Fiction,  gourmet,  peaches,  summer

    How-to manual for finding a perfectly pluckable peach

    Jackie Martinez #20883 on Flickr – Photo Sharing! The good peach should have some weight, a heft in your hand. She should fill your fingers. Now, exert a light tension with the pads of your fingers on the skin, a tugging apart, fingers and thumb pulling in opposite directions, just so. If she’s ready, the skin will part to reveal glistening, succulent flesh. ~Le Marquis de Bond From The Dungeon Gourmet, by Nara Malone This is posted as part of G-Man’s Friday Flash 55. See what other participants posted here.I’ve been so busy writing there’s been no time to blog lately. It’s almost peach season, so I thought I’d take…