Love is Many Things

Love is many things. It’s my yes and her no, spoken with honest kindness on the tongue. It’s how she laughs when, with a hand between her legs, I whisper the wrong thing. Love is lying next to each other making ourselves come when we’re too tired for anything else,...

Directly to the Shower

We went directly from the sidewalk to the shower. I didn’t even watch her undress as we fumbled with our clothes in her bathroom, but when the warm water finally penetrated our bodies I had my arms around her. The freckles on her shoulder made constellations that...