Browsing Category: Short Story

               He kissed her again in high day’s sun on table’s edge in center and recess of room, sight of outdoors and world beyond windows, but by the depth in the room and shade of the glass, hidden from returned view.                He kissed her in sit, she spread ready and fast, eager-wanting for his […]

               A warmth returned, and they walked in the world under clear of sun and sky in light.  Beside the trail, in shade of the trees, ice and snow remained; but on the path and lawned open of park, earth was open again.                 She wore a stocking cap drawn low, it and hair in […]

               Again in the morning, again in the light—pillar of golden-see—he took her over island’s face, both forward to the sun; forward of her body’s lean, his close in bend above; her rhythm and press and forcing back; fluid glide of his forward-meet; body’s shock in meet’s collide, compress of her ass in absorb of […]

               Anna turned the brass and porcelain handles and listened to water’s pour as it struck floor of the claw tub bath.  She felt for water’s sensing change in fall over testing hand, and when the heat arose and poured in full, she set the bath into rise and fill pouring soap into filling stream, […]

               Then, still in her heat, alive of the awe, he moved bringing himself high, draw and sweep of her thin gown straps, lowering high to her raise of low, colored, crumpled fabric stripe upon her winter open.                 Take of his hold, hook of her legs, deep drive that made her flutter; again, sun’s […]

               The colder the day, the clearer the sky and warmer the window light, an apparent of contradiction that, in living, one finds true.                She thought of it then, then of all times, as he laid her down to the carpeted floor under close of the window sill, her face and sight upward to […]

               He stared at her across in room, in naked of her openness that strained and swelled his heart again.  On hands and knees and settled rest of sit, flat of her shins under fold of legs, her body high and upright as arm reached outstretched to light, one by one, each candle in the […]

               Room to room, seat to seat, she moved about her home resting, waiting, hoping, receiving—reading the words that came.  Her spirit warmed.  Her spirit lit, glowing as the say.                 She smiled in the recognize, belief of living see that was impossible to know; and, yet, the story told.  She covered her body in […]