When I was conceived, my parents’ marriage was already at risk of dissolving, and one of my parents has characterized me as a “save the marriage” type baby. Recently, I have thought of what sorts of messages I might have intuited even from the womb: the sense that home itself was unstable, impermanent, that relationships… Continue reading Chiron in Cancer and my lifelong struggle with relationships
I’ve only ever had threesomes
I’ve only ever had threesomes: Myself, my sexual partner, and some third thing that hovered over and between us, Like netting cast against mosquitoes, Except the mosquitoes were my own mind. * Well, not exclusively threesomes: My purest sexual experiences have been with friends, Times where the pleasure was something which flowed from our friendship,… Continue reading I’ve only ever had threesomes
What is commitment?
The things learned beside the pillow of a lover, Secrets told and then made obsolete when relationship ends. * Facts about a dangerous past, An abusive one, About mistakes made, Fantasies rendered. * What to do with such truths when the connection is irrelevant? What becomes them? * Do they live on, Like ghosts that… Continue reading Pillow talk
A puff of chalk
The other day, I was at the climbing gym when a man rushed by me, slammed down a large bag of chalk on the floor, and hurried on and disappeared from sight. I was standing on the backside of the bouldering structure when this happened, and I realized that the man had done it in… Continue reading A puff of chalk