You knew, deep down, that you were just like those wild things, you were kin to the storm and you rose with the sun and spun circles around the earth. That when it came right down to it, you had no owner. No captor. In all the ways that really mattered, no matter what...
I’m not easy or simple or entirely light. My sunshine dances the tango with my tornado by the light of a blood-red moon. I am daisy chains and cauldron fire. I am the space where shame is shed. I like my desire fast and hard and my sacred so holy you’ll swear for the...
People often wondered what it was that made her so very compelling. Why she drew people in again and again? It wasn’t her beauty or her talent, though many, including myself, found those impossible to argue. I believe it was because she refused to deny the storm of...
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