by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
Birds chirped, and the sun crept in from the small opening between the curtains. It was enough to rouse us. I held myself in that place between sleep and waking. Smelling the cold air that drifted in over the heat of the radiator. I heard a sigh and felt them turn,...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
What was impressive was the glare she gave me when she handed me the folded paper every day. I feel like it really takes a lot to negotiate a fantasy, decide to do something kinky with someone, and then get that authentically mad about having to do what you agreed on....
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
She walked into the diner just as I was finishing my dinner. She dragged her feet and popped her gum, and wore a frown perfectly. The place was 50s chic, the counters lined with chrome, and the booths with well stuffed red pleather cushions. A Lower East Side remake...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
Let me take solace in what I need. I’ve seen to you when you needed to be tied down and when you needed to be held and when you needed to be bruised and hurt. Let me come to you with the curtains open and the cool gray of dusk’s light pouring in. Let me find you on a...
by Jack Stratton | May 21, 2026 | Uncategorized
It was a gift and a game—a pretty little slip of pink cotton in a pretty pink bag with tissue paper and bows. She took out the little onesie and held it up with knitted brows. It wasn’t kid’s clothes, but it wasn’t something she would normally wear. It was a simple...