What’s to be written? by D.A. Pratt

What’s to be written? There is a lot of ugliness in the world … and making the clichéd comments after each and every example simply misses this truth – part of this truth is that we’re not doing anything about Continue reading What’s to be written? by D.A. Pratt

She reached by D.A. Pratt

She reached … behind her back to release her bra from its primary pleasure knowing that I would be watching … she made the mischievous micro-moment linger luxuriously: she subtly specializes in sultry sensuality shared silently – there’s an art Continue reading She reached by D.A. Pratt

The death of a woodpecker by D.A. Pratt

The death of a woodpecker Something white was descending from the bare branches of our backyard ash tree … our glances through our kitchen window determined it was not snow … the white was something more disturbing … in the Continue reading The death of a woodpecker by D.A. Pratt

She pours herself by D.A. Pratt

She pours herself … a glass of Coca-Cola. When I read this simple statement in the novel I was reading I realized that erotica including explicit erotica and extremely explicit erotica really could use more product placement … D.A. (David) Continue reading She pours herself by D.A. Pratt

Not yet three months by D.A. Pratt

Not yet three months … into one reign of incompetence but soon the twentieth of April will be here and we’ll all be at the one-sixteenth mark of the current presidential term … I still believe the forty-fifth president will Continue reading Not yet three months by D.A. Pratt

Into the room … by D.A. Pratt

Into the room … she brought her fabulous facial features and her brazenly burgeoning breasts … we could have been completely captivated had she also brought into the room an intriguingly irrepressible imagination – but … but … but … Continue reading Into the room … by D.A. Pratt

Privacy redefined … by D.A. Pratt

Privacy redefined … It’s now all about letting everyone see everything – then there are no worries about anyone seeing anything … It’s now also all about letting everyone know everything – this way there are no worries about anyone Continue reading Privacy redefined … by D.A. Pratt

One evening in December … by D.A. Pratt

One evening in December … as I was listening to Tove Lo’s “Lady Wood” over and over and over again I realized that enjoying her songs definitely distinguishes me … definitively … defiantly … from absolutely everyone else in “my Continue reading One evening in December … by D.A. Pratt

So far… by D.A. Pratt

So far … it’s been a century devoid of nuance … maybe it started with “nine-eleven” (an ugly phrase!) and simply hasn’t stopped: everything’s black and white especially when it comes to witless expressions disguised as overt opinions quickly tapped Continue reading So far… by D.A. Pratt