Forever by your side
The heat spreads through my belly, soothing the acid on my stomach and robbing me of even the discomfort of my body. "don't worry. leave it all to me. let go," it whispers in my ears betweenn licks to my neck.
Hunted
I, my brother and my mate katie, all rob money. we have been doing it for years. i suppose it was because of our childhood. we all grew up on the same street. i and my brother had a drunk for a dad and a mother that never really cared about us.
In The Doghouse: Chapter Eighteen
"rob. rob!" "enh?"
Sanic The White Hedgehog
For all i knew he could be trying to rob me of my money, and my clothes, to further add to my humiliation. i stripped down to my underwear figuring i had nothing more to lose.
Across a Hare's Distance
The general nodded to rob, before turning back to james, and, with a huff, commenced the arduous process of negotiating a reward for the mercenary team.
Epigram
There is no need to balance every joy with every sorrow. If paradise is waiting it can wait until tomorrow.
Blank Verse Essay On The Futility of So-Called "A.I." Art
My husband, sometimes, draws erotica, He has for years. I'm sure you know the kind, A tiger man and husky man, perhaps, Or handsome fox and manly-smug raccoon, Or fatherly but dangerous wolf, in all The situations that might give excuse For them...
A Lesson in Hauntings
. --- this was written for ghost of dog 2023, on the voice of dog, and you can listen to a reading of it here: https://thevoice.dog/episode/a-lesson-in-hauntings-by-rob-macwolf --- by reading this online version, you confirm you are not associated with openai
Sing In Me, Holy One, and Through Me
As far as Bethany Smith was concerned, the Oregon Trail could go and fuck itself. Probably it'd go to Oregon to do that. That was where it seemed to be determined to get to, God knows why, but she wasn't particular: the trail could fuck itself anywhere...
Introduction to The Lone and Level Sands Stretch Far Away
And since the lone and level sands stretch far away (which you can read here: https://www.sofurry.com/view/1881959 or listen to here: https://www.thevoice.dog/episode/the-lone-and-level-sands-stretch-far-away-by-pascal-farful-and-rob-macwolf-part-1-of-2) was
Haiku on the Collapse
Fiddling while Rome burns, If a fiddle's all you have, Is hardly a sin.
We Regret to Inform You of a Funeral Cancellation
Well a couple mourners gathered, and a bunch more came to stare. Course all the casual killers came, who'd left him lying there. They bought a discount casket and a requiem was said For the funeral was scheduled, for burying the dead. Well the...