Melancholia of The Drunk

Originally posted on Chivalry Magazine: Dear Daughter. Don’t know what life has in store Don’t know what tomorrow holds Don’t know how grown you look Do you still think of mom? Do you recall dad’s face? At heart you do exist Don’t know what we did wrong Mom n Dad tried to be strong For… Read more

I wish my pussy had teeth to grind the tip of his penis, chew him off. I wish I could make him scream, take a fork, and pop his eyes out, Stop his alcoholic breath from mixing with my tears. I wish my pussy had teeth. He began slowly from my legs all the way… Read more

Dear Reuben, I am only referring to you as Reuben because this is the initial of the email address I’m yet to send this application to. It should be noted that I have no idea who lies on the other end, and if Reuben is not the one reading this, then kindly replace Reuben’s name… Read more

When a man loves a woman he has to acknowledge that there are times when he will make the woman sob on the same bed they’ve always made love on. The same bed that the woman knows that handful of other women were laid on before her, and each time she wraps her legs around… Read more

I am a deranged depressed man who sought solace between the sheets underneath your skin, and on this one occasion, I begged you to let me worship your breasts which poised like a pedestal – firm and of the right size to call mine – to replenish my strife, but you ended up parting your… Read more