The Arrow And The Circle

By Eric Le Roy

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I have seen my life move like an arrow from one point to the next, its tail feathers fluttering like lost breath, a jet stream of spit. It’s hard to believe I was once a baby. Harder still to comprehend this mysterious, though inevitable, failure of the physical instruments of life that have propelled me this far. I rose, I arched, I flattened, I … Read the rest

Donald Trump And The Yellow Brick Road  

By Eric LeRoy

Content 18+ I have always wondered why some people make a powerful impression on us and others don’t. Of course the effect can vary from person to person, and that’s a good thing: for example, it would be a real mess if every man fell in love with the same woman – to the exclusion of all others.

Just imagine it: the longed-for Wench-Princess-Nymphette standing on the Read the rest