Libertine, endorphin-connoisseur, academic. Kink facilitator & recovering poet. Pornographer on both sides of the camera. Creation is my love language.
The last kinky gathering at our house. In The Before Times. March, I think?
After a 2-month social media hiatus, returning feels complicated. Like all of you, I am processing current (and not-so-current) events,… https://t.co/afCLor7qqK
Here is one shot of @nodorumkinbaku from every roll of film I recently developed, and I think it’s a decent list of what we do well together: make a home, appreciate light, act somewhat awkward/inappropriate, desire… https://t.co/ovDL8C2R1v
Back in December, we began planning a birthday party for iamlexagrace that was supposed to happen this weekend. It involved a limo filled with spit, a bouncy house, a lap dance, and an octopus. Suffice it to say,… https://t.co/braKbvdBJ0
How many rapturous, naughty, awkward, disgusting, euphoric photographs I could share of gingersdesires today! But here is a film photograph I just developed instead — the last photograph from the last time I saw her… https://t.co/KslfBhDTZV
Once upon a time we could meet friends at parks and douse each other with snocone syrup and lick each other’s faces on a playground and have a water balloon fight and sit on the benches with our legs touching and… https://t.co/RbMEOozTnU
“When I desire you / part of me / is gone.” Anne Carson, too accurately describing the erotics of love. // on film, the reddest parts of me dissolving into @nodorumkinbaku https://t.co/o4vbqOpVVq
On film. Dignified & Dollified. The puke & piss of love that is so real it is disgusting, sticky, visceral. And personal. And triumphant. We want more. Because we are more. // With the noble lacedbymystic , pink… https://t.co/B4zr8lOM9Z
When molting, some creatures get the sensation that they can’t breathe. Some run against sharp objects to begin the shedding process. Some become reclusive or bury themselves in silence & solitude. But many, in… https://t.co/VgEO6MMGHk
Film photos of that time secondfloorinexile & @ye_torres tussled on the borrowed hardwoods of a Montrose apartment building. Pre-chocolate banana mouth wrestling. Also with (but not pictured here) lotus.resurrected… https://t.co/SU2CHuC5Qi
Let’s call this something like, “The Fisherman’s Wife Wants Revenge.”
// On hardwood in a second-floor, cash-only motel room that looked over an 18 wheeler lot with the uncanny imagination of @yazzaspazza & in… https://t.co/mUyNJJqVye
From a spontaneous February day at the beach with friends. There may have been handstands, twerking, coffee, fruits, and seaweed! Can we do this again soon please?
// Ropework @shatteredpulse
In rope: Andre, not… https://t.co/qcgrN9UV7x