A Piece of Fiction There is something exquisite about the taste of human flesh. There is a ritual to it, the way you peel the skin back so delicately from the muscle, slice through the meat to separate it from the bone, listen to the sound of the fat sizzling…

Gaslighting in the first degree I can no longer remember why my (now ex) husband said that to me, specifically. Was it because I had confessed my long-kept-secret fantasy of being tied up? Was it during that one weird time that I really needed to be fucked and, perversely, the…

Or, Why Pure Rationalism and Pure Hysteria are Equally Harmful — It is human nature, it seems, to swing to the extremes of any polarity. Society (I am referring specifically to American society, as that is the one I know, but this probably applies to Western culture at large) is split down the middle on almost every front. Conservative vs. liberal…

I am an HSP. — It is not a disorder, although it does sometimes contribute to disorder. I have a particularly overactive central nervous system (CNS); so my brain processes incoming information, whether that’s the touch of a hand on my skin or the chemical components of the tea that I am drinking, far more…

It is time to reflect on the past, to appreciate what you have learned. — After the conflict and chaos of the Five of Cups, the Six represents a period of true stability; you have all your ducks in a row, so to speak. …

It is a certain way to assert my independence — Recently, my body has been telling me it’s time to go vegan again, at least for a little while. Perhaps it’s this bacteria I’ve been fighting off with a homemade remedy and kombucha; perhaps it’s the arrival of warmer weather and all the promises of freshness and regrowth that come…

My family very much believes in keeping your emotions in check. We only cry at funerals; when my uncle died, my mother wore a Redskins jersey and a pair of sunglasses to the funeral. I have trouble saying “I love you,” in part because I was raised in a home…

I’m tired of being told that I’m an idiot — There are a lot of doomsayers out there, writers who find the most negative perspective on any given situation and often put down anyone who disagrees with that perspective. Kind of the “snowflake” version of those pre-Apocalyptic preppers who hoard ammunition and canned food, except they get to sit on…

I shared my boyfriend with another woman — Nikki sits beside me on the bed, brushing her long blonde hair over her shoulder in exactly the same motion Jester uses on his. “Hey, I just wanted to say thank you for having me over,” she begins. She digs in her bag as she speaks. “I’m trying to stay…