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things we’re not supposed to talk about

“Hey, dear.  My asshole feels burning, sort of like I ate a hot chile.  Is that ok?” I asked Ming. “Yeah,” he said. “Only I didn’t eat a hot chile.  Maybe it’s from when I had diarrhea, previous night.  Did that ever happen to you?” I asked “Yeah,” he said. “Oh, but you always eat… Read More »

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nipples

Hey, I’ve been thinking about nipples.  Mostly my own, but other people’s nipples too.  Bodies, social norms, different kinds of comfort.  Physical comfort and emotional comfort can be opposite. Bras have always hurt me, but being stared at by lascivious men hurt me more.  So I chose the physical discomfort of bras over the pain… Read More »

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erotic

Oh hey, I made this art that may be erotic.  You know me.  I like to make art on top of other art.  It feels way better that way.  So this was a postcard someone sent me last year that I never managed to toss.  The colors are so pretty, and I liked the reflective… Read More »

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grateful today

I’m feeling grateful today that this owie on my finger is healing.  I was chopping something a few days ago and dropped the knife on my finger.  The wound was very small and minor but in a bad place on the pointer finger of my left hand–I kept bumping it and hurting it.  I can… Read More »