Yes, I remember you. I remember the hitch and the gasp before my veins opened up into fields upon fields upon barren wastelands. I remember how thunder felt that night when a thousand wild stallions carried my pulse around the mountains of my bones and placed it where I hoped I would never remember you … Continue reading Yes, I Remember You
This piece was originally published on Feminine Collective I still remember the way adrenaline burned when my pulse raced to sync with the others, between flashes of light, and the gulp of yours. I still remember the way deviance danced in my veins when my pulse raced to sync with the others, between stops, and licking … Continue reading Between Flashes
My girl, oh my feisty awesome girl, got sexually assaulted last year. What do you say? “I’ve been there, I love you, be brave, you got this.” It’s almost a rote response at this point. One i… Source: Pressure Sex (trigger warning)
Landlocked and scraping my belly in the depths of their apologies, I learned to hold my breath in an ocean of abandonment. The bitter taste of sunny days danced upon my tongue, twisting with the weeds of their neglect before I swallowed them, and felt the tear of my lungs bursting pure, and blooming the … Continue reading Bursting Pure And Blooming
It has taken me a great while to find the peace to say the words that I knew I needed to. Many long dark nights and cold days have brought me to this place to speak to you. I'm sure you are expecting searing words to pour from the pain you caused me. It would … Continue reading Thank You – Charlene/Lorna Evol
Thank you to Sudden Denouement for publishing my latest piece. Source: Dropping Leaves of Dreams - Nicole Lyons
Thanks to Feminine Collective for publishing Under The Sycamore, it was a difficult write and I am pleased with how it turned out.