TRIGGER WARNING: childhood trauma, father, abuse, molestation When I was in an undergrad lit class, we were assigned poems to read and this was one. I had to dig it up online today and found it with keywords “father – dance – such waltzing was not easy” My Papa’s Waltz (Theodore Roethke) The whiskey on … Continue reading
I’m on the INTROvert end of my omnivert continuum these days. I can spend most of my time happily in my own shit, and it’s not just work and my interpersonal relationships that are taking me into that headspace. I’m self-reflexive these days. It has been a changing year all ’round. I began the year … Continue reading
Dating someone who is “vanilla” or outside of “the community” is slightly discombobulating. It’s not her… It’s just that i’ve become accustomed to the way we do things in our little bdsm world. We have all manner of shortcuts and buzzwords. We disclose so much about ourselves up front. When someone meets me in that community, … Continue reading
i saw ink Spread out on the page of someone i do not know Loved by mutual friends, i saw the thumbnail and recognized the tiny fuzzy figure it held i willed myself not to click Ah, but click i did There was one… no… two… two beautiful pictures of ink that i’ve traced with … Continue reading
Warning: this blog post is full of radical ideas like… equality Ya gotta love a good ism Ah, but “isms” are tricky. All of the isms are, really. They are systems of belief… as soon as you slap that suffix on a word – any word – you start a ball rolling. The suffix is … Continue reading
In a perfect world where time answered to me, i would sit now for as long as i needed and unravel all of my feelings… understand them for myself and perhaps even share them with everyone else. Time isn’t capitulating, though, damnit. i’m too busy right now for the kind of introspection i crave. i’ll … Continue reading
This weekend, i’ll sidestep my routine… Shed my skin and slip into someone else’s i’ll watch Him do the same i will delight in it, i think i’ll give Him and He’ll give me permission to do permission to feel permission to be The Coral’s Being Somebody Else Continue reading
Years ago, as a young wife… i realized i had made a horrible mistake. The marriage, that is. We were not compatible, He was an addict, He was violent, and i was young and naive. It couldn’t have been anything but disastrous, really. It is impossible to rewrite our histories, but we all find ways … Continue reading
Yes, i am alive. No, i am not blogging (here) much right now. A new set of work projects mean that my time is scarce and when something must give? This blog will be it! C’mon, would YOU sacrifice blogging or sex? blogging or work? blogging or sleep? Okay, okay, some of you would blog … Continue reading
i recently had the opportunity to walk hand-in-hand for a time. i hadn’t done so in years… yes, years. What strikes me as so odd is that i didn’t realize that it had been so long… it didn’t really occur to me that i had stopped doing such things… until i was doing it again. … Continue reading
