A Sea Change Involving a Cow

We live in exciting times. Anything can happen. Disease and hunger could be wiped out. War could become a thing of the past. A cow could explode into confetti. The possibilities are endless!

And, lo! We – Tati and Tony – now possess the 3D bioprinting technology. We can make the cow. We can stuff the confetti in it. We can make its bottom erupt in an orgy of colour. Happy days are here at last!

Hm. That could get us into trouble with certain animal rights advocates however, so perhaps we should just write more poetry together instead. We’ve known each other for some time now, and we’ve successfully collaborated on a bunch of stuff. And, hell, we want to do more! And so, without further ado, we make our creative partnership official. From this day forth Tony will be joining forces with Tati on Unbolt Me. Exciting times, yes? And we didn’t even need to blow up a cow. Mabel will be quite relieved…

Yours in perpetuity,
Tati & Tony

by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2015

Non Grata

I look at the sky.
A vulture hovers over
the horizon chest
like a tin pectoral cross,
barely hanging by a thread.

Smell of carrion.
I lie on the ground and see
the vulture falls down
into the cloudy collar.
The sky lost the faith. Like me.

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2015

Oops!… We Did It Again (Levigated & Levitated)

Erm… hullo there. (This is rather awkward…)

Dear Reader, the stuff that was originally posted here has been removed.

We have done this because said stuff has since been included in one of our published books. We hope you’ll believe us when we say we’re not trying to be stingy. No, this has been done to honour the people who have already spent their hard-earned money on our eBook creations.*

If, however, for some reason you’re unable to buy one of our books, and feel you’ll die without seeing this piece of writing, then please contact us via admin@unbolt.me. We won’t allow our Dear Readers to fade away in the dark. We’ll send you the piece in question, and it will be absolutely free. All you need do is ask.

* Of course, we would be like two happy puppies if you too decided to buy one of our books.

by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2015-2018

CRUMBLE CULT // The Roksolana Spark

crumble-cult-210Have you missed a previous Crumble Cult, or want to locate your favorite strip again? Or maybe you need to find some incriminating evidence to confirm your opinion of the authors? Then feel free to click and read to your heart’s content! Or discontent…

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Is Crumble Cult not enough buttery goodness for you?
Then why not check out The Crumbcast, an ongoing podcast series in which Tony talks about the comic, life, and other things. And ums. And ahs. A lot.

by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2015

Book Club Release ~ The one 18+ collaboration

“Tous les genres sont bons, hors le genre ennuyeux.” (All styles are good except the tiresome kind.) Voltaire, L’Enfant Prodigue, Preface.

My dearest readers, I submit for your judgment my new collaboration.

Well… I should admit that erotica isn’t my forte. That’s why when I received a request about a collaboration from eroticmusings my first thought was something like, ‘Какого хрена…’ But later I scratched my nape and mumbled, “OK, let’s try.” (I’m bold unbolt after all!)

I can’t say that it was easy, but it was great fun nevertheless. Thank you, eroticmusings! (And I’m sorry if I was too dominant here.)

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A dank day. Rain gives the leaf slaps in the face
exactly how you slapped me yesterday.
I obey you. Rain drops seep through foggy lace.
Reality sinks like a castaway.

A cuneiform flows along your spine.
Your Code of Hammurabi is fair and plain.
Guilty as charged! I’m naked and supine.
You enforce a judgement with serene disdain.

I recall menthol smoke and a ruby trace.
Silk fabrics. Ice cubes on the sweating tray.
Long viscous waves of desire softly erase
friable mounds of anguish along the way.

My heart rhythm gasps with a rapid splitting sine.
I squirm in a climax. Again… and again.
Last lines. I jerkily empty a glass of wine.
I’m ravished by my favorite novel and rain.

by TETIANA ALEKSINA & EROTICMUSINGS
© All rights reserved 2015