Male Bonding

Complex Factoring

“In trying to figure out what type of man would be right for me, I would venture to say he would need to be an ambivert like me: capable of wild, external expression, yet also loving the soaking-in of tranquility.

However, still in the equation left unfigured is my freedom.of open self expression and not knowing if the man would find its uniqueness attractive.

Women are expected to hide their wild and rough n’ tough sides, for still, women are expected to be underdeveloped in their complexity.

But my inner world and hidden self expression just keeps on expanding!

And with my natural tendency to self suppress and accommodate around others, I wonder if it is better to stay alone to keep freedom of self expression always an option.”

Male Bonding

Lost Chances

“I remember when I at last felt his physical strength returning, as he grabbed me and we struggled.

I hadn’t felt him in his body, nor his true presence there for years.

Never having done so before, I hit him firm in his side and against his chest with the flat of my hands, at last sobbing out loud wildly, ” Wake up! Wake UP! WAKE UP!”

And looking into his eyes, I only saw confusion as they were at last coming clear.

Later, I realizsd that he must have been masking himself – hiding from me for all of that time – as if my love had somehow been a threat to his very existence.”

Male Bonding

Open Closure

She had felt her heart blossom with pure happiness at having thought that she’d found someone real, again.

But suddenly, she felt things shift between them, and her heart labored under pain of being censured from the equation.

Something was very wrong here.

It then took several months for her to extract herself from the situation, to be left reeling in shock from blanched exposure.

Featured Artists, Male Bonding

“Severance,” By Dead Can Dance

Severance,
The birds of leaving call to us,
Yet here we stand
Endowed with the fear of flight.

Overland
The winds of change consume the land,
While we remain
In the shadow of summers now past.

When all the leaves
Have fallen and turned to dust,
Will we remain
Entrenched within our ways.

Indifference,
The plague that moves throughout this land
Omen signs
In the shapes of things to come.