Hello all of you,  My dedicated, wonderful, kind, generous readers and subscribers. Not a day goes by that I don’t step back, grateful...

I’m going for a quick one before the cicadas return and the worms eat us all. I woke up earlier than anticipated with an unbelievable...

As I mentioned in Sunday's Little Deaths and Little Delights, I visited Philly to see my friends Nina and Drew and to attend the...

The Mulberry in Nolita, 3 times over I never know if I’m addictive, or if I like routine, or if the answer is somewhere in between. It’s...

We are in the sticky depths of the summer now, and half the year has passed us by. What have you done with it? Have you found what you’ve...

by Anderson I remember my future now. I am Caribbean royalty and all the big city is my proxy throne. I wear the waves on my back like a...

Dripping sweat from scalp to white lace panty line, it’s barely June and I’m wondering who’s buying my dinner tonight. The summers of my...

Hi Literatis. I hope you all have had a wonderful week and weekend. I have had what I like to call a "memory-dense" one. I started using...

by Anderson Love, love, love. Venus is in Gemini now and everything is tinted by red-tinged heat. Are you in love? Do you want to be? Are...

Obscurity is a skill I’ve learned to both master and abuse in my time as a writer. It was born out of antipathy, necessity, chagrin.

“If two people have an on and off relationship, and one side is still feeling guilty...

gossip guy - i just started seeing someone (3 weeks in) after i'd sworn off men for a while...

Welcome to the newest addition to Hot Literati: Love, Sex, & Literature! Here you’ll find semi-regular answers to your deepest and...

Arbitrary Rules for a Sexy Feb.

I wasn’t allowed to date until I was sixteen. My parents made that very clear starting very young. You know what they say about forbidden...

I am afraid that my outsides don’t match who I am inside. And I am deeply afraid of marriage, I think. Which doesn’t really make sense...

It hurts me to even says the word “sex.” I flinch. I remember being forced to say it a lot when I was fangirling over this Princeton...