Even when Death inhabits a poem, he does not own it. He is a squatter. In fact, Death owns nothing. – Todd Moore
I continue … to believe that I have something to say … something worthwhile … something worth reading if I were to write about it … but I am also continuing to struggle over questions about what to say … Continue reading I continue… by D.A. Pratt
She wanders … through my thoughts wearing whatever she wants to be wearing … some muses are like this … she’s definitely a muse … and she’s definitely like this … Lately she’s been playfully provocative: wearing one of my Continue reading She wanders by D.A. Pratt
Like so many … micro-moments in my existence it was over far too quickly … This time I’m referring to the solar eclipse we experienced where we were … Partially playful but personally profound during the ever-so-fleeting period of the Continue reading Like so many 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
Her first love He was the love of her life … I’ve known and understood this for a long time … at the same time I’ve long understood that I have not been – through all the years we’ve been Continue reading Her first love 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 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 … 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 … 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 … 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