The truth is always better than a lie

My father thinks that I want to have sex with him. He thinks that all women secretly desire to have a sex with him. Maybe all men are like that. I couldnt know, because of my injured clit from being kneed in the crotch as a child. In college I hit my boyfriend on the … Continue reading The truth is always better than a lie

Election Night 3 going into early morning hours Friday

But, I am here to post for my own sake alone. Its all coming out through this election trauma. Me n my Dad. Were fighting like mad. He doesn't like to acknowledge it. He has until 7 a.m.; to move through this or I am moving out. Thats in one hour. I realized that he … Continue reading Election Night 3 going into early morning hours Friday

A Letter to Society

About where I've been and where I'm going. Picking up a huge puzzle piece this evening. About a summer evening in Reading, PA long, long ago. Two men on motorcycles; the Pagoda. Two sensual movies at the local theatre. A hot dark night. I lost my heart to a man there; never to return. So, … Continue reading A Letter to Society