BALLET
A Sensual Novel 9 Ballet is Chapter 9 of my carousel romance Traveling True: A Sensual Novel. . . . “What are you weeping for?” Mim twirls around to face…
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A Sensual Novel. FALL
After a sad summer, numbing fall ensues. Mim sleepwalks on city streets hoping Anton’s car passes by and their love story stops it. When the car pulls at the curb, she falls in, blinded by love. Their bodies together, in a love halo, a membrane that, oh my God, bursts open, and the fall outside sets between them.
A Sensual Novel. THE MIRROR
The Mirror is Chapter 7 of my first novel, a sensuous romance published in 2017 as Traveling True. As powerful as the road, the mirror is a symbol that reflects, absorbs, distorts, and transports….
A Sensual Novel. THE MISTAKE
Lonely in Stefan’s apartment, Mim types to numb pain caused by his gangrening mistake. Caught between his love and her hate, Mim recalls Stefan’s guilty dressing-up ceremonial, his other mistake, and his heartbreaking, loving gaze – a grief hieroglyph.
A Sensual Novel. THE ROAD
The car skids onward neighing, a bitten mare, then comes to a stuck halt. Horns, brakes, a ragged doll thrown away. A last spasm squats her memory and the flux of remembrances gushes out of Mim, toxic and stinking. The stench also gushes through Anton’s nostrils and mouth and glassy eyes, transfixed. He mumbles something, is scolding her. Yes, Mim has misbehaved again.
TERRA-PY (From Darxination, Chapter 9)
Fragrances weighed heavier as they walked, hand in hand, along dormant gardens in these Elysian Fields on Terra. Es-terra, Marcus thought. “Estera,” he said and renewed his embrace, still harder. She cemented in him. Now, that was terra-py.
Oriental glow in Darxination
They left Oriental Glow in late twilight. The warm embrace of faint rose fragrances lulling about wove oriental dreams. Marcus’ glinting pupils envisioned the evening’s mysterious denouement.
Female Nudes in Darxination: A Pinterestic Novel
Her nude slouching, thighs thick, eyelids shut, Carola embodies Klimt’s symbol, ha. Paul says goodnight and departs, leaving her nude mute on the settee. Of all painted nudes, Danaë waiting.
Dark Side of the Moon in Darxination
Carola was bathing in a dark lake on the moon. A saxophone was playing to her cold ears from earth, a sweet male voice. “Us, us, us, us, us…” It sounded a lullaby chanted to her occult egos. “Them, them, them, them, them…” They hid on the dark side of the moon, her anti-egos. How despicably maddening.
Scream in Darxination: A Pinterestic Novel
Against walls of light, I scream. Life inside my body’s mute cells is happening in continuous flow, and I howl and bellow. Cells burst open, unified in my primordial cataclysm. I hear galaxies gone mad—love is crazy. Universes, in their stillness, simmer crazy.
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