IN SEARCH OF EXQUISITE PAIN AND PLEASURE An Excerpt JASMINE I wear my wrist cuffs and collar like ornaments of belonging, a rite of passage of my willingness to submit. It is the first step in allowing myself to be taken by another free of force or expectation. Before the scene begins, […]

I touch hatred like a covered breast; I without ceasing come from garment to garment, sleeping at a distance. I am not, I’m of no use, I do not know. anyone; I have no weapons of ocean or wood. I do not live in this house. My […]