“In the shower, now,” he said when he came in the door. The edge in his voice was sharper than usual. I made my way to the washroom, pulling my shirt over my head. “Faster,” he ordered. “Someone’s in a mood,” I joked at his abruptness. He didn’t laugh. He was pissing on me beforeContinue reading “Cold (Warm?) Open”
Tag Archives: Piss
Overdue
Before It has been more than a minute since I have submitted, and it shows. I have been doing some work on myself for the past few months, reflecting and learning and perhaps even growing a little. I’ve been sitting with discomfort, mining its origins, and reconciling it with my sense of self and future. Continue reading “Overdue”