Dr. Papernick sat quietly at the end of his desk, short white clown hair darting every which way, his small blue eyes nearly level to the desktop, peering into a chickenwire cage. He sat far back from the tableside, leaning forward in his rolling armless chair, elbows propped on his wide knees, lips smashed into… Continue reading I do not write stories.
Category: The Book
The year that rape culture broke
The present past
I’m conflicted about publishing this. It’s long been hidden in the drafts section of neevita, offline since phuqed.org slipped quietly into the night, like most of the stuff I wrote about back then. There are rape triggers and erotic elements. It’s difficult subject matter and I expect that isn’t limited to how I am reacting… Continue reading The present past
Reality check
The word rape is often associated with a violent assault by a stranger. Although that does happen, the majority of sexual assaults look a bit more like this. What do you see?
It took all the man in me, to be the thug you wanted me to be
I’ve been thinking a lot about attraction, sexuality, and what tends to drive mine, lately. Since putting out an ad and having sex with someone for very different reasons than I’ve generally had sex before, I’ve come to articulate some really interesting aspects of what drives my fucking that formerly only showed themselves as atmospheric… Continue reading It took all the man in me, to be the thug you wanted me to be
Protected: The War of Sex
There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.