Spilled Ink from the Vault

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  • not mine

    There it is, that little voice I haven’t missed. She seeps in uninvited, like rain through a cracked window.You’re not enough. I fold the feelings back up again,return them to the drawer labeledthings not mineI didn’t want them anyway.You’ve crossed no boundaries,but the Savage in me trespasses. She paces the roomcounting what you give away…

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  • 9 Musings for a Sadist

    The light remains green. I’m not safe-wording, not saying I withdraw consent, merely that this did not feature in any of the scenarios I imagined, in any of my most hidden fantasies. I was prepared to hurt, and when I said make me cry, I meant take me to a level of physical pain that…

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