Masculinity

After a year of physical, familial, and domestic disruption, I’m reflecting on my relationship to sexuality, fantasy, aging, AI, and gender in search of renewed creative flow.

I thought when I pierced my ear that everything would change.

I’m a masculine man.

More than anything, sex parties make me THINK. The day after a sex party, I’m filled with thoughts, imaginings, and reflections.

My tortured relationship to my own masculinity.

A couple of months ago, I wrote a bit about masculinity and domestic violence. The issue has remained very live in my mind, and I have a few more somewhat fragmentary thoughts I want to record here: 1) Language matters.…

We men are like a kid running with scissors: irresponsible and dangerous.

This is a message to my male readers. I’ll have more to say about this in the coming days. But, in the mean time, in case you missed it: