emikaninja: Hej people, a little improv recording iPhone stylee to say Happy Christmas and happy new year! hugs Emika
Com Truise - VHS Sex
&c 12 (BtDCS miscellany)
“I dream of metal and water and red that flows from my arms and legs. It smells like iron and soap. A breeze blows through, calling me. I see myself as myself, weightless, without hope. I don’t close my eyes. I want to see the devastation this hand will create. I want to see flesh open and separate, blood vessels exposed, crying for life as they are extinguished, left dried and wanting. Does...
&c 11 (The Somnambulist miscellany)
“Standing here, I am somewhat tired, but mostly delirious…or tired…or delirious, but probably tired. I can feel the cold tiles beneath my feet. Feel the dust and grime lodged within the cracks that has formed over years of neglect. There is moving air here. It is somewhat cold, but mostly refreshing. I must have left the window open again. A window in a bathroom. It is...
&c 10 (The Somnambulist miscellany)
“He stands and begins to walk away, wondering what he did with the man’s eye, wondering why he still wonders.”
We Walk to the River and We Sit: Part IV
(Part I, Part II, Part III) “Yeah, yeah, fine. Scatterbrained. I’ll take it.” “See!” “What?” “Even then you were thinking about something else, weren’t you?” “When?” “In that fit of laughter I saw you stop for a moment, staring at the sky, smiling.” “Did I? Guilty as charged then, I guess.” “Oh no, you’re not getting off that easily! What was it? What made you stop?” “What...