by Sasha Stone | Mar 31, 2014 | AGING, TO LOVE
While I was pumping away on the treadmill the other day it occurred to me that I treat my body, or have treated it for the past 49 years, like each part was imprisoned for having committing various crimes throughout my life. Why did I do this to myself for so long? I...
by Sasha Stone | Feb 19, 2014 | MEN, TO LOVE
How nice to get flowers on Valentine’s Day by my beloved. They smell so fresh and clean. Too clean for a tawdry fake holiday like Valentine’s Day….I wish that I could live the fake tawdry day over.
by Sasha Stone | Nov 24, 2013 | Nature
I hadn’t smoked pot for twenty years until recently. The last time I had smoked it the night ended in a dark room with worries of someone spying on us. Whatever pot did to my twenty year old brain wasn’t good. I smoked it as a pre-teen, starting as young...
by Sasha Stone | Nov 24, 2013 | MEN, Poetry, TO LOVE
Rolling out of bed at 12noon Noisy beach town long since awake Cries of children let loose on the playground for lunch, A few moments I linger Giving pleasure comes easily to you I am hot and dry as the California coastline, wrapping its arms around the swollen...
by Sasha Stone | Oct 22, 2013 | Poetry, TO LOVE
I’m in a dream Longing my 18 year old self only remembers The world outside visits my half-dreams but I never really sleep next to you. I wait for the hour when your body stirs awake Bodies pressed puzzle pieces Hearts beating swelling, yearning, arching I see things...
by Sasha Stone | Sep 22, 2013 | TO LOVE
Summer night 1983 Feet bare on August cooked asphalt Ojai sky indigo trapped under heavy orange glow Naked for the first time Running When the moon, you said Crab grass prickling under our feet dewy leaves feather brushed our skin Say I love you, he said. But you...