Ruminations on painful sex, kink, disability and mental health
Off the meds and casting about for an anchor against the storm of demons gnawing on my soul
Thoughts and pictures of lockdown chubbiness
I write bits and pieces of stories, a paragraph here, a title there, but none of it feels sustainable –…
On drama, differences of opinion and being civilised
My subconscious frequently horrifies me. I dream luridly and in colour, always in the first person. Sometimes I’m not me…
It’s not all filth and fantasy round here – there’s room for gratitude and self-reflection too.