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Filthy
“She imagined herself both queen and slave, dominatrix and victim. In her imagination she was making love with men of all skin colors–white, black, yellow–with homosexuals and beggars. She was anyone’s, and anyone…
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I Don’t Want Comfort
“But I don’t want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin.” Aldous Huxley, Brave New World click the kiss…
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G is for Grape
My love, suddenly your hip is the curve of the wineglass filled to the brim, your breast is the cluster, your hair the light of alcohol, your nipples, the grapes your navel pure…
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If The Heart Could Think
“If the heart could think it would stop beating.” Fernando Pessoa
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Swish, Sting, Sigh
Spent a bit of time with the suede flogger yesterday, edging first, then ten swift strikes right where it counts. Blissful.
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Accidentally
I have always struggled to be fully present, it’s something I have been focusing on learning and fostering within myself for only the past year. I still have work to do. Due to…
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Winter, Waiting
These winter days are bare and bleak; a coldness is seeping into me that I cannot escape. I can’t outrun the wind and so I hunker down, hibernating, cool flesh like sunbleached bone,…
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Hold Me Back
Hold me back, strap me down and let me loose.
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Darken My Doorway
Come to me, on slippered feet, chipped porcelain in hand; the saucer rings with delight as it’s lover, Cup, sits lightly in its lap. Come to me, on dark winter days when your…
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Weekend Reprieve
It’s been a vulnerable week for a number of reasons. I am proud of myself for managing as well as I did and being articulate and authentic with my feelings. I certainly feel…
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F is for Fat and Fucking Fabulous
Not so long ago I could never have posted this picture. I would have taken it, groaned at its hideousness and deleted it out of shame and fear. No more! I don’t prescribe…