There's been a very short story in my hopper for over a decade now. Every year around this time, I would drag it out and try to finish it, but it's not an easy one to write. There's sex in it, but it's more about feelings and how they are expressed through sex when words aren't enough.
"The Rubble or Our Sins" isn't autobiographical, but it has enough of me in it that I didn't want to share it until it felt like it was saying what I wanted to say.