Humiliation of my past walked out in sexual peace
Latest posts
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Defanged not Defamed
what if a subset of male aggressors could be supported to change? what if my intuition ringing like MJA spiderman is about dancing down the fame? on either side of the fence?
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My Old Waffle House Plate
Once upon a waitress, there was a Waffle House plate and a recruitment. Welcome to my developing process in the field! Mess cleaned up and bussed. Don’t expect it to always be that way.
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Brick Store Oar
Once upon an unceasing sorrow, a woman who wrote a book AND made a mess cleaned it up. Because there is so much more to this story, her presence at the pub lives in myth as the OAR.
Break the Chain
Sex ~ revoking patterns of guilt around my assault, what happened, messiness around it, coming out on it
Give it a brand new name
Commanda R ~ sexual consent plank over rape, war, & mess word for women rhyming with DOOR
Scorched Peaches the chapbook is my memoirized myth serving as poetic boundary holder 2 what I know I must share butt feel incapable of surviving — the shame of my sexual job while writing-publishing a local popular homage
