Watching my mother's green Vega fade from our driveway every morning while I pretended to be on the bus to school was part of my senior year routine. Truancy wasn't on my radar so much as the fantasy of escape. Also, I convinced myself that continuous squatting in the bushes outside our back patio was … Continue reading Pain as Purpose? Get outta here.
Every stripper has their reasons for choosing that life. Here is a little bit of mine. ~ ~ ~ I’ve never been a rule person. Breaking any and all guidelines for being a good kid was my thing. Screw conformity. I’d scale the fence at the exact moment my brain registered the “No Trespassing” sign. … Continue reading Power Strip: An Adult Extertainer’s Backstory
I recently opened a box mailed to me from my mother back home in Hawaii that was sitting in her garage since the late 80's. I was more than a little nervous thinking about what was inside but I had an idea; memories I wanted gone but wasn't ready to abandon completely. Once … Continue reading Lost, Found, London