My loving bed

In my loving bed I am her,I am she,

She who is empowered,who inbetween her legs lies the power,

The power to manifest,bring the birds to my nest and offer me a sweet escape from my rent that’s due,

My bills get paid though,he offers to pay them well before the night is through.

In my loving bed I am loved,lied to and made love to,

My taboos are unleashed and we become free,

But as soon as he leaves his scent makes me nauseated,Im terrified of the dark as they call out my demons,

Im afraid to be alone and its sad that my sweetness,wetness is temporary for Im left dry,unwanted

My plane had landed with no destination..

My sheets are stained and no help to clean it..

Written by

L.G

Inspired by Spike Lee’s she’s got to have it.

My Blood Stains

Story one

He left his mark on her innocent skin, his sister his own blood; he touched her when it was yet dark when everyone else had fallen deeply in the arms of slumber. Susan rose early in the morning, tears at her cheeks and blood on her night gown she rushed to the village Witch doctor told him of the brutality she encountered and quickly was handed a medicine that would make him mad.
She didn’t hesitate to place it in his coffee and with a smirk she brought it to his lips, clenching her fist he said “tell no one”

“I promise”.

Written by
Laurna Guiste