What are you thinking?” I asked. “That we should’ve been doing this a long time ago.
The Fiery HeartLove was a label I hadn’t worn in a long time, but I was starting to think it looked good on me.
The Garden of Fibs and SinLove is a risk. It always is. None of us is guaranteed a long life. But love takes courage.
Ask Me NicelyHe loved me like thick molasses on a summer's day. Pure, sweet, sticky, warm, dark.
I Long To Be The RiverGod's Final Message to His Creation: 'We apologize for the inconvenience.
So Long, and Thanks for All the Fish