Elias came home with me from a different bar, thirty-one, careful hands, a yes that did not wobble. My room in the shared flat had a table, a camera, and…
Bennett is thirty-six, and he asked for two things in the same message: the strap, and a phone that would see me fuck him with it. I told him Wednesday,…
No microphone. I told Craig that at the door of the hotel room so he would not think every night with me becomes a file. Craig is forty-nine, another app,…
The underpass was empty, concrete and a buzz of a light that did not reach the middle. I stood in the black wool coat, turtleneck, jeans, chin-length black bob, camera…
