It hasn’t been an easy week. He is recovering from the closing of an enormously stressful chapter in his life; I have been struggling with overwhelming insecurities. Fears about our future, envy of the time he spends with other partners, terror that one day I will show him so many of these nighttime corners that…
An old friend of mine just sent me an email. It wasn’t just to me- she’s set up a mailchimp newsletter. The email was about secrets- she has just made a journey to tell a huge, life- changing truth to people who needed to hear it, and when she writes about the process her words…
Guys- there’s a little stripe of red along my thigh crease and I’m guessing it can only be from having my knickers torn off last night. That’s kinda cool, huh.
I’m not sure when I became this person… but the becoming is enormously fun.
I’m scrolling through my timeline, and there she is. Paper white skin, wine- red lips, long limbs and cartoon curves. She’s standing in front of a mirror with her lips very slightly open, seemingly as transfixed by her own beauty as the rest of the world must be. Her magic is common to all…
red walls red lights two ghosts, on a bed, laughing you can always make new memories a man says to me- minutes later I taste the words in his mouth, lick his words off my thigh. I put the memory in the box where I keep all my precious things. two hungry…
3. The Cathedral I turn onto my side, my phone in my right hand, my left slipped between the cushiony warmth of my belly and the scratchy lace of my g- string. My little fingertip brushes wire and furze but this hand will move no lower, not today, whatever the temptation. And this is some…