I Do So Much Revising As I

Then Again Maybe There's Something That I've Been Doing In The Privacy Of My Own Bedroom My Whole Life That I Think Is Perfectly Normal But Is Actually Illegal In Thirty-two States.

The Road Less Traveled Will Not Be Smooth

And Now, As I'm Lying Alone In My Own Bed, I Keep Thinking About Writhing Against Him Last Night, Naked And Vulnerable. Even After We'd Both Risen And Fallen, Peaked And Plummeted, Even After Marcus Was Physically Shrinking From Inside Me, I Couldn't Stop Clutching, Crying, Trying. Trying To Pull Him Deeper, Deeper, Deeper Within. Trying To Make Him More A Part Of Me Than I Am Myself.

Plagiarism Has Been Around Far Longer Than The Internet. In Fact, I Had A Poem Published In 'seventeen' Magazine When I Was 15 Years Old. About A Year Later I Was Informed That There Was A Girl Who Used That Same Poem To Win A Statewide Poetry Competition In Alabama. It Took Months For People To Put Together That This Had Happened.

I Can Let My True Self Shine In Front Of God.