My Preferences

My Preferences

Choosing the Discernment of Verisimilitude Over Nescience By Way of Preferences They weren’t a bad lay, but we were quite mismatched in terms of a lasting relationship. We were fucking one night a month or so into discovering this about each other and then, rather...
Orgasms Aren’t One Way

Orgasms Aren’t One Way

Once safely out of the driveway, I unbuttoned my pants, grabbed the vibe from the passenger seat where I’d tossed it as I’d gotten into the car, and clicked it on. It felt good over my jeans. Driving masturbation is a delicate balance between your inner eyes settling...
Arousal Is Interesting

Arousal Is Interesting

In 1992, just before the ninth grade I got braces. And headgear, which I was told to endure for 22 hours a day, but only wore at night because I just couldn’t wear the contraption to school. My orthodontist hung polaroids of his patients in their various stages of...
Pleasure is Radical

Pleasure is Radical

I’ve been struggling with the blog topic of pleasure because each time I start to write about the yumminess of it, what swings in bombastically and unannounced are the injustices and wrongs of our time, the many tasks I need to attend to, and all the things my monkey...