A month has passed and Mom's bruises are healing, but our hearts are still broken, weeping. Mom makes a joke, saying it's a good thing she is black because bruises aren't as noticeable.
An unexpected meeting between two disparate souls in a crowded supermarket.
"We killed everything. Everything. On a night like this. On a night just like this."
A late night conversation, a restless cat and words yet unwritten.
A meditation on love.
"Sometimes, it's just easier to keep it professional, Igor. Nothing ventured, nothing gained."
A troubled young woman tries to scratch an unspeakable itch while visiting an adult video store.
"Then her holy scream. My sister howls like a wolf at the full moon. I cannot contain my ecstasy."
Two twisted sisters clash in an ancient battle of jealousy and sibling rivalry.