Every woman he ever loved is waiting for him at his mother's door.

Leroy has spent his whole life running. Away from his hometown, away from the people he hurt, away from the thing he couldn't name that turned him into a man who moved through women like they were countries — visited, never settled in.

Now he's coming back.

The town is a husk. The mall is a dialysis clinic and a blood plasma center. The streets are full of people who never found a way out. And everywhere Leroy walks, the ghosts find him — not the horror-movie kind, but the real ones. Andrea, the first. Serena, the first love. Viv, the one who would have married him. Shannon, who just wanted to escape. Nadine, the great love who broke him because he broke her first. Louis, who didn't make it.

They don't want revenge. They want something harder: they want him to see.

The Ghosts of Intimacy is an experimental novella — dream logic, fractured time, a form inspired by the Japanese prose poetry of Sei Ito — that follows one man's reckoning with the damage done by a lifetime of desire without accountability. It is raw, darkly funny, explicit, and deeply human.

Leroy is not the villain of this story. He is something more unsettling: a man who did exactly what his appetites told him to, never counting the cost — until the bill arrived all at once.

The Tama no Michi Trilogy — Book 1
Written in Otaru, Japan. Published by Indignified Press.