“I’d gone ghost for good dick, soft sheets, and the illusion of being chosen. I’d traded chorus for a solo and got played anyway. The realization moved through me slowly and terribly. It was a deep descent, and I kept floating downward, eyes open, watching the light grow dimmer the farther I went.”
YOYO is a sensual atmospheric short (100 pages) steeped in sisterhood, and revenge, threaded with a spiritual undercurrent.
“I’d gone ghost for good dick, soft sheets, and the illusion of being chosen. I’d traded chorus for a solo and got played anyway. The realization moved through me slowly and terribly. It was a deep descent, and I kept floating downward, eyes open, watching the light grow dimmer the farther I went.”
YOYO is a sensual atmospheric short (100 pages) steeped in sisterhood, and revenge, threaded with a spiritual undercurrent.
