Ribbon Tales – One
This pretty pink ribbon coils like a snake in my hand its power conserved like a spring waiting to strike and bite with the venom of a true story. This simple pink ribbon slides through my fingers a silky glide of flesh-coloured celuloid a hundred rose-tinted frames of nostalgic nightmares. This taut little ribbon binds […]
Porn, Consent and the Singular Integrity of the Sexual Experience
There is a very interesting article in the Atlantic, “The Ethics of Extreme Porn: Is Some Sex Wrong Even For Consenting Adults“. Being the Atlantic, although thorough, it also relates some very dogmatic and (to me) quite offensive responses. But the author has written a fairly well-reasoned piece. It is all in response to this […]
Abyssal Depths – The Art of the Mindfuck
The topic of the mindfuck has been on my mind of late. I’ve had ongoing discussions with @DarkGracie on the subject, and a lovely face-to-face conversation about it with two people from different ends of the power spectrum: MisterGryphon and Mollena. I’d like to state up front that what follows is a very personal understanding […]
Death Comes to the Poet
When death came to the old poet, it came not as a pale horse or a scythe-bearing monk. She came on an August afternoon, after the angry sun had nestled behind the ancient fig tree outside his window. No breeze stirred, despite the open doors. The poet sipped ragged breaths from the still and humid […]
A Second Innocence
Beyond debauchery lies a mute innocence. Not of a child, but of senses burned so raw that experience is reduced to the hiss of a dead television and only silence feels new. I’ve been a pilgrim in the searing desert of that soundless place, my heart burnished, my hymen restored and I wonder the purpose […]
A Mortal Fascination for Volcanic Eruptions
Silence cannot do away with the things that language cannot state. G. Bataille, Eroticism Darkened for atmosphere, the museum visitors move in whispering clutches, like clumps of reed in river water, through the artfully constructed maze of ancient destruction. Like all good exhibits, it has a narrative: a before, a during, an after. There is […]
The Sublime Angst of the Condom Aisle
Most of you are probably too young to know this, but there was a time when, if you wanted to buy condoms, you had to go to the pharmacy counter and ask for them. A stern man or woman wearing the white, side-buttoned jacket of pharmaceutical authority would assess whether you were in fact worthy […]
Guilty
Drag yourself between my legs in a state of moral undress. With the queasiness of reprehensible behaviour clawing up the rungs of your spine and the effervescence of broken rules fizzing in your blood. I’m not interested in snow white seed.
It Was A Pleasure To Burn – The Tattoo
I’ve always wanted a tattoo. I like the idea of marked flesh – but not casually or without thought, I know many people who see a design they like and go for it. Through the years, I’ve pondered on what, if anything, I’d consider having indelibly marked on my flesh. I’ve never wanted anything terribly […]
Why Do We Need a “Best Male Erotica” Anthology
Yesterday, Burning Book Press sent out a call for submissions for a ‘Best Male Erotica Anthology 2013‘ to be edited by Raziel Moore and Will Crimson. Historically, pornographic (sexually explicit) writing has been almost the exclusive preserve of men, although ironically the etymology of pornography is Greek and means ‘the writing of prostitutes’. With some […]