Instructions for a morning commute
I send you a recording of my voice, speaking these words. You listen to them as you walk, and as we ride the same train, having never met, our eyes locked.
Read moreI send you a recording of my voice, speaking these words. You listen to them as you walk, and as we ride the same train, having never met, our eyes locked.
Read moreIs there someone you desperately wish you had had sex with? There must be….
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Classified ads – and responses to them – are a bygone art. Marina and I have some fun with the form.
Read moreI’ll bet you think you can guess my favorite sexual sensation or act….
Read more“Was it that you wanted too much?” T asked me this, recently, as Marina was retreating from me, pulling back.[…]
Read moreSometimes, I’m an idiot.
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Perversion curses those who suffer it to a brutally masochistic fugue of repetition and hurt.
Read moreMarina is my type.
Read moreA winter night in Vermont – how I sleep best.
Read moreI’ve been to a lot of demonstrations in my life, but none more memorable than this one.
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