From the journal of Angus McLeod, M.D.: I was sorry for women. Through history, most had been able to survive only by submitting to men’s sexual desires. Some women rented their bodies: the prostitutes. Some leased themselves: the mistresses. Some sold themselves into what for many was slavery: the wives, who relinquished all rights to their bodies, labor, and property. Their owners’ names were slapped on them. Marriage, the choice most men respected, was preferred… read more →
Six of my poems and a short-short story (“Her Honor”) appear in The Guilded Pen, the San Diego Writers and Editors Guild 2013 anthology. Here is one of the poems: TO A PUSSYCAT NAMED NYMPHULA With my compliments You slink ‘cross the carpet, your sleek fur you flounce. You spring in my lap and you land with a bounce. I rub your soft tummy, my kitty I jounce. Your paws grip my fingers, my palms… read more →