My Little Perverts

It's so lonely nowadays...isn't it?.....looking at things by yourself...looking at yourself by yourself...while you hold it in your hand and run your finger over it... ...eyes spying...staring...poking...prodding......as you lay on your couches...in your underwear...on your beds...in your car...while you sit idle at work...or hunched over on your kneecaps while sitting on the toilet......naked...exposed...bare......that something catches …

HeY, YoU…

HeY, YoU, long time no talk, how are YoU holding up? ... Are YoU doing okay? I've really, really missed YoU... ... like, REALLY, REALLY... not just reaLLy reaLLy... What?.. ... Things been tough lately? ... Somewhat chaotic? ... Somewhat out of place? ... Somewhat abnormal? ...yeah... I know how YoU feel... ... It feels …

The Road in Front Of

The fifth post I published (#5 out of 87) on this now one year and eight month fiction, nonfiction, and poetic blogging journey of mine was titled The Aged and the Ageless (feel free to click and read). It was posted a couple of months before Covid became a global issue. Since then, as well as …