Massani’s Backstory
Savannah plains reflected the heat off the earth, caught the light breeze as it whispered through the thick grasses, and wove scents of dust, sweat, boiling stew, and the crackling smoke of the encampment’s fire.
There Are Spiders In My Eyes
Sometimes there are spiders in my eyes. I see the black shapes skittering across my vision, prompting me to turn, ready to leap away from the foul creature before it got too close. But they aren’t there, they aren’t scurrying across the grey fabric of my hand-made couch. They aren’t…
Desire
When I learned about marital sex, I was afraid. A lifetime of partnership hindered by moments of discomfort and disgust. I knew it was expected of both individuals. I knew I would be expected to submit. I figured if I could survive the wedding night, the rest of the years…