Seven Places You Haven’t Had Sex

Late one night, the East River far below and the overbuilt goliath beneath their feet, they fucked on the Brooklyn Bridge to say goodbye. She left one way and he the other, a kiss still wet on their lips as they pulled out their phones to delete numbers. Early one...

In Defense of Erotica

Guy New York June, 2015, New York City Have you ever thought about writing something real? You know, something important? It’s not usually asked with real malice, but you can bet your sweet ass that I prickle all the same each time someone puts the question to me. I...