Rope Bra

I feel most aligned with myself, my “purpose” when I’m turning thoughts into things.

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simply

beyond language is
where I want to be

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Do it scared

I’m feeling alive again
The behavior is proof

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April Ties

An assortment of ties from the month of April.

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Super Soaker

I was jogging along the River Thames when I felt the rhythmic vibrations of my phone. Definitely more than one message, but I wasn’t going to stop to check.

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The Distance

I was tying a lot, not running
enough, biding my time

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Projection

sometimes I imagine
it’s you, you’re
my girthy toy, you

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Good Luck Daisy

I normally don’t buy daisies on purpose because they remind me of an ex best friend who wore a good-luck daisy clip in her hair.

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Drive

Dangling his cuffs hypnotically above his head, she says, “Tell me the truth, do you love it when I take control?”

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Latch

When he kissed me my lips were
uninspired, my mind latched on
to thoughts of how it would be
with you

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Sometimes

Sometimes I feel like if I write enough stories I can write myself alive. Write myself a life. Right myself for life.

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Broken

I think I like the broken ones best. The ones with scars on their chests, the ones who’ve fallen over board without a life vest, the ones who’ve hit rock bottom and clawed their way back up.

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Things

Things that brought me joy this week

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Does this look like a heart?

I’ve finally landed on a place to live—a state with great job opportunities, lots of nature, all four seasons, high walkability score, no state income tax, and legal lettuce.

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Fullness of Form


It’s been ages since I’ve had a mind-blowing orgasm. Mostly it’s been a splintered pleasure where I cum while half in my body and half outside it, a single toy under the blankets, an ear perked up listening for chirps from the digital door. A gilded cage is what it felt like, the past few weeks I shared a gilded cage with others.

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Write for Me

I’ve never been one for plotting outlines or charting character arcs. I’m a writer, not a planner, which, ironically, is my poetry and my pain-point.

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Study

Do you have a study? Someplace you go to work on words?

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Habits

I look up from my notebook, up at the cursor on my screen, then over, over to the thin stemmed wine glass.

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Order

Sometimes the mind
moves faster

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The Concept of Time

Through rose colored glasses
you watched me walk
walking on stained glass

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Are You Happy?

My goal was never to lead a happy life, but rather to lead a peaceful one. I don’t need things or people to “make me happy.”

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Naked with Other Women

Today I visited an onsen in Yokosuka and omg, I will never recover from the healing, mysticism, and embodiment I experienced!

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