A sudden metamorphosis as if I had flicked a switch.
From passive acceptance to aggressive greed.
I felt small changes in his body before I realised what was coming.
Muscles that had been relaxed tensed below me, small movements at first, he pulled at his bindings, quietly straining at the ropes that held his wrists firm, some slight shifting of position. A testing to see if I … Continue Reading
So strange when I read some of my old posts. Many are born from grand passion, pinpoint-glimpses of bright intensity, and I see those moments through a veil of detachment now. Like they were experienced by a different person. And I also see them anew, and I think ‘Yes, that!’ as if those memories weren’t something I ever had myself, as if they were someone else’s, something to covet from afar.… Continue Reading