When I began working as a submissive at a commercial dungeon in 2013, Fifty Shades of Grey was topping (pun intended) the bestseller lists…
You stood in front of me wearing a Friend of a Friend cap and monochrome blue outfit, which I don’t think you meant to do, but pulled off quite nicely.
The power of images is that they’re inextinguishable, endlessly generative.
Addie Tsai interviews Kama La Mackerel.
Rust smells sharp, as does crumbling foliage/and stinging taste of childhood on my tongue.
I have almost grown too fond of/windsong, the slow crescendo of a/sister’s death on the/xylophone, hypnosis.
I watch its loping stride/slow motion under streetlamp strobe.
Is this not a start? To define what is wanted from another, from oneself, one has to pretend to be the desired.
He never told her he was a banker, but it was easy enough to guess.
A hybrid piece by Isabel Ries Neal.