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20 May Pain

A little while ago I was flirting with a sadist who asked me about what kind of violence that is interesting to me and how I wish to explore it. Violence and pain are for me tightly linked, both as a masochist, as a sadist...

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15 Apr Edges and scraps

This is an edge. A sharp edge where my fears balance between what I can or cannot control. A blank, shiny, silver edge making me think about trust and about wounds. All in very relative terms, in that way which consist of small flashes or coherrent,...

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15 Jun Tears and rope

This is an old writing I'm republishing. Gorgone is an amazing rope artist and I will always feel honored she trusted me that evening.  The smoke lingers in the kitchen like the fog of Lutzen. Nina Russ is doing her usual style of Duracell hostess. Duracell...

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04 Jul Uniform

He splurts when the water hits his face, a look of surprise, a look of anger and confusion. His white shirt is ripped open, showing off a ripped chest and strong muscles, but also; exposed skin, vulnerable. We all consist of flesh, skin, nerves, muscles....

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