I haven’t known how to write this, because the truth is in context, and the context is hard. Necessary. Relevant. Vulnerable. Messy. Insanely, poignantly, unmistakably human. And violent. So much violence. “Embrace the violence of it,” he said to me almost a year ago, as my hand held a small gauge needle and prepared to… Continue reading Peace in the Violence
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Sinking in to Discomfort
I never know where to start with camp, perhaps this one more than most. There was just so much. Vast arrays of feelings, complicated and nuanced discussions, painfully vulnerable moments and disarmingly present ones. Threads. So many threads weaving in and out and around this space and me and rapid-speed processing through each piece. Balance and counterbalance,… Continue reading Sinking in to Discomfort
Coated in Filth: On D/s and Power Exchange
So… D/s and power stuff? Nope nope nope let’s think about something else. This has been my thought cycle the past couple days. A bundle of thoughts sitting patiently, waiting for me to stop being afraid of them. I don’t like being afraid of my thoughts. The music is playing quietly in the background and I… Continue reading Coated in Filth: On D/s and Power Exchange
The Gifts We Offer
I don't even know how to write about this camp. If I could have whispered my wildest dreams into some secret part of my heart, I don't think even those would have dared to wish for such extravagance. And perhaps it feels so luxurious because of its subtleties. There are the big moments, yes. The… Continue reading The Gifts We Offer
Every Thought is Violent
CW: references to CNC edging on rape play, references to substance use Every thought that passes through is violent. Slammed into the wall so hard my head spins and I can taste the fury, your hands uncontained and wild, roving like someone losing the edge of control, the line between want and need nonexistent as… Continue reading Every Thought is Violent
Flash
Content Warning: processing through the effects of repeated sexual harassment, trauma, and violence; explicit language I want you to fuck me. Why is that so difficult for me to say? I like sex. I like getting fucked. I like the way it feels, in my body, in that moment. It’s just sex. But it’s not,… Continue reading Flash
Monomaniacism 