I cannot give you my sparrow. I unlocked the cage and sent it home, away from me. I have nothing left. I’m eaten up. Sometimes I want to surrender, to give it all over to the quiet field. I am an exhibition, no beauty left for myself. I want to be covered with the honey [...]
Entries from August 2009
August 1, 2009
The World’s Dirtiest Man (Excerpt)
My real name is Harvey Mathers, but tonight, I’m Steele Johnson. I’m a phone sex professional. I’m six foot two, blonde, and have enormous pectoral muscles that will make you rip your clothes off in five seconds flat. That’s right, you dirty little thing—a thick, nine-incher that will make you beg. Buy it? In the [...]
