I'm gonna shut up now and let you all ease right into this big ol' thing. Don't get too lost! Enjoy!
MagicA wrought iron balcony,
overgrown with jasmine
frames the summer evening,
pulls magic from doorways
and sends it spinning into the wanton dark
with a clatter of glass beads
and raw red saxophone.
Voodoo heat bleeds out low and blue,
bubbles under door sills
and over window ledges
to set the city humming.
The jazz blast of feet on cobblestones -
a parade of tourists,
washed in summer and silk
shake graveyard dust from their shoes
and disappear into the long, languid dark
among the palm readers and card tricksters
crouched in the curl of a summer dream.
The warm slit of night beckons me,
welcomes me with open arms
and leads me to where you ponder enchantment -
your moon slashed eyes half closed on the world,
taking in its secrets between sips
of rum laced coffee and heavy cream.
Your cheeks spangled like carnival glass
in every hue of my desire,
sweat beaded up like tiny pearls on toffee skin.
Leaning in, I taste taboos from your tongue
that sear my mouth with the
Chapter One The moment Alex laid eyes on Julian Hunt from afar, her stomach twisted itself into a thousand knots.
He stood in front of Duchess Library, his hands tucked casually in the pockets of his charcoal wool peacoat. The collar of his button-down shirt was pulled up and his dark hair was strategically disheveled, hanging across his brow. He was speaking to an intimidatingly large redhead with a buzz cut and a Franklin Lacrosse sweatshirt, and they were both grinning at some inside joke. A smile illuminated Julian’s hazel eyes and his lips barely parted, revealing white, impossibly straight teeth.
He was beautiful.
Of course, he had no idea who Alex was, or that she even existed. And why would he? She was nothing like the girls he usually dated—Russian girls with untamed hair, an aversion to bras, and a penchant for blood-red lipstick and cigarettes. There were usually one
I read her body with braille
my fingers strolling down
her long sentences and
my thumbs rubbing upon
her exclamation points
What I'm listening to right now...