Drawing -- Face by Nara Malone
She lived in a faceless world,
unable to discern the beautiful from the ugly, family from strangers, her own face in a photo.
A scientific breakthrough rebooted her visual processor, revealing faces in intricate and unique planes, angles, shadows.
Still she wondered, how is it that every face isn't thought beautiful, a living artwork.
This post is part of G-Man's Fridy Flash 55. Stop by to see what others wrote.
spaghetti and boobs by rick on Flickr - Photo Sharing! Bond: Today we talk pâtes, pasta as you say, or more precisely -- spaghetti. I know what you think. You say: How can spaghetti be sexy? Everything to do with food is sexy. Who here hasn't seen Lady and the Tramp? What woman doesn't know every man is a tramp within, waiting for the right woman to steal his heart and bring an end to his wild rogue ways? Now we think of spaghetti as an Italian d … Read More
When I first embarked upon the wild waters of the internet back in '92 as a wee girl still in elementary school, one of the first things I wanted to know about was sex. SEX! my almost-adolescent brain shouted at me. (I am assured this is entirely normal.) Sex sex sex SEX SEX SEXSEXSEX-- Though it is hard to discern the particular nuance my brain was getting at through mere text, rest assured my brain merely wanted to know... just what the hell is … Read More
Bond: Bite into the forbidden. This slogan and today’s recipe come from our guest, author Kele Moon. Kele cooks up hot, forbidden love in her new novel, Beyond Eden, released yesterday from Ellora’s Cave. I asked Kele to join me in whipping up something that might deserve a spot on the forbidden food list. Luckily, you and I are not the deterred by prohibitions or inhibitions, n’est-ce pas? So, Kele, tell us about your new erotic romance and the … Read More
You don't know about me
but through the windows in the words I write.
I'm like a puzzle taking shape one piece at a time.
I don't know about you
but from these snapshots,
pictures etched into my mind with words,
frames around your values.
We don't know each other
but from the inside out
impressions formed one word at a time.
This post is written in response to this week's Carry on Tuesday prompt. Find out more about Carry On Tuesday and see what other participants wrote.
Photo licensed through Creative Commons by Sean Dreilinger on Flickr photo sharing.
At his age the sight of me in shorts shouldn't get him so excited.
He licks my knees.
He licks my toes.
"It's too early."
His eyes adore me.
I get my running shoes.
I'm dumped at the front gate for the first big-eyed doe to flick her tail at him.
This post is part of G-Mans Friday Flash 55. Drop by to see what other participants wrote.
Bond: Who doesn’t love that racing heart, wobbly knee feeling you get tiptoeing into a dark basement, at the mouth of a mysterious cave, or just inside the dungeon door? The dark calls to us and frightens us at the same time. Thanks to a recipe Kelly Jamieson sent to me, we take a journey to the dark side this week, stir the dark beast. Today we're baking la bête noir -- a fitting suggestion from a lady who explores the shadows of the soul with s … Read More