Forecasting my future, I told him "I don't want kids. My work will be my legacy. My company will be my ba---" "Fall in love with your customers, not your company!" Before I finished he began. He went on and on for fucking ever about how you can't get too attached to your work, how … Continue reading Fucking A Fraud
I pride myself on being a particularly sexual person. An adventurer, a group sex lover, and an agile performer who gets wet at the thought of outdoor sex where other people might see me. The only hang up I have around sex is when a male partner wants me to call him Daddy. I was … Continue reading On Calling Him Daddy
I drop my head, close my eyes, rub my eyelids, exhale, and confetti flares from my nostrils Now when I cum I don't go anywhere There's no movement Orgasms devoid of tension My memory devastated Body amnesiac Completely blind to the mosaic pleasure has painted I drop my head, cover my eyes Exhale and confetti … Continue reading Confetti Cum
Suddenly I was slipping Take charge tendencies Ignited in technicolor the steering wheel became fire
There’s something magical in the way music rearranges physics With the right song, you can exchange repressed reality for waking moments in a vivid and continuous dream. Purely unscientific, there’s a natural mystic, a trance-like toxin to sound The music is immense soul-altering, reality sculpting, time means nothing music grinds on its hands, sways in … Continue reading Song Series, Vol 1.
I want a weekend of smoke clouds, strong flesh, and lust Wild thoughts between young wild hearts And desire, that rampant fire roars deeper in the twenty-something gut With newness, nervousness, fear and hunger A hunger for all things now I want the weekend with desire, unplanned positions Sturdy knees and stronger flesh. Passions on … Continue reading Young Wild Hearts
In a culture of overconsumption where you're constantly the target of ads being slung at you like piss in prison, Minimalism seems to be the perfect antidote for quelling our consumptive urges. But is Minimalism a realistic end, or just a fantasy that grips our attention until we buy into the next best thing? The … Continue reading Is Minimalism Just Another Brand of Capitalism?