Sipping a hot mug of cappuccino that I had made on a winter’s night; I was distracted by the dust motes that resembled pixie dust when observed dancing to my garden lamps. How carefree they were sans any adulting to worry them. It made the storm within me tamer and closed my eyes to breathe… Continue reading Why I’ll Never Give Up On Love…
On a busy street, named Orleans, I play the jazz, from my toes. Music is not going to erase it away… On a rainy day, named Katrina, I play hide and seek, from the raindrops. The weather is not going to dry them away… On a windowsill, named Washington, I play freedom, from my caged… Continue reading On a…
The aubade of war was a blissful sound, dulling me to sleep. My man was getting ready to be greeted by Battle. And I had insisted he wear white, but he wanted to cosplay the brown Tunic that he wore when we wed many a guns ago. And so we had fought over his love… Continue reading The Aubade of War
She was numb. Not from the pain. But from the sensation. Blood was running from her hands and it was not hers. Lying before this little girl, was her attacker. The ‘prude’ who made her bleed for the first time. The ‘noble’ who was desperate for a cunt. But, the little angel had been warned… Continue reading A Numb Child.
‘My only crime?’ she asked the Judge, who was going to lay down her sentence, ‘was that I was not strong enough to do it earlier. He, who claimed to be my protector, my husband, violated me. He violated every inch of me. Not only did I suffer abuse by him, but I was repeatedly… Continue reading My Crime?
It has been days. Or months I don’t know. He has read them, I am sure. But hasn’t replied, why? I don’t know. He says all the right things. Why he acts strange then, I don’t know. Is it because I do the same at times? Yet he knows how I feel, or not. I… Continue reading I Don’t Know
I dress in silk. He dresses in a suit. I dress to please. He dresses to dominate. I dress in lace. He dresses in latex. I dress sensually. He dresses to dominate. I dress in nothing. He dresses in nothing. I dress submissively. He dresses to dominate.