Imagine Dragons
I can feel my orgasm — the start of it, the slow burning knot of beginning to unfurl behind my navel — at the same time I feel my stomach… Read more »
Category: September Song Project
Listen To Yourself Churn
Besides reading — for which I’ve had very little concentration during my recovery — I’ve not had the ability to do much besides sit for the past couple weeks. And… Read more »
How Bizarre
The padded, narrow table beneath me is real against my back in the way the surrounding white-light sterility of the room is not. There is the nurse’s voice, an unattached… Read more »
PAIN (you make me a, you make me a believer)
SO. Guess where I’ve been? If, based upon the image above, you are tempted to answer “the morgue,” I can’t say I blame you. Close enough. I’ve just gotten out… Read more »