We lie facing apart toes touching the warmth of your big spoon clinging to my skin like our tangled bedsheets -- April PAD ...

I used to wish my father would die now I realize that living is punishment enough -- April PAD - Poetic Asides Day 8: family

It was another good date We went back to his place I pulled him close we kissed we groped we fumbled It was a good time Until thing...

"Oh, you're a smart girl," he said, as if I was somehow less attractive because of my intelligence. "I guess so,...

we bloom in secret, stretching our faces closer to the sun each day -- April PAD Poetic Asides Day 1 - secret

I sneak I watch from the outside from afar I look through pictures I look through junk to catch a glimpse to understand the woman ...

Her soft belly and sagging breasts adorn museum walls we scurry past embarrassed by her audacity to be fat and adored, a...