From Alice and Henry, a work in progress

“What are you going to do with twenty paintings of a chubby Indian guy?” Raj asked one morning. It was still warm enough to be out on the patio, as summer lingered long into fall, and he stood tall, his pose firm and strong. It had been nearly ninety the first week of...
Christmas Sex on the Balcony

Christmas Sex on the Balcony

“Do you mind if he listens?” The small balcony looked fifteen floors down to 5th Avenue, and the whole town was bursting with red and gold. New York City was celebrating as best it could, and behind us, in the apartment, our friends and colleagues were getting drunk...
A Perfect Vision

A Perfect Vision

She was sitting across from me on a chair that looked like someone’s grandmother had lost their virginity on it. Her smile was playful, and I imagined a straw hanging from her lips, one end chewed to a pulp as she toyed with it and me at the same time. As her legs...