CSGS (excerpt) I


She is only worthwhile on her knees taking communion. The right hand of the Father stroking his and feeding her forcibly. Her hands tied behind her back, she relies on Father Vincent to pull her hair in the direction of focus. Today, she is working on breathing through her nose. Her gag reflex is strong. Father Vincent shows no mercy for the sinner. She must learn to ingest the body of Christ.

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Walking a fine line between genius and insanity. My words are raw, sometimes visceral, and vulgar.  I write to settle my thoughts.  I have triggers that extract emotional immaturity, deep- rooted fears, anger, insecurity, vulnerability, yet I heal with every stroke of the pen.  I might be that monster.  I sometimes scare myself.  Please keep this in mind as you read.  I do not wish to provoke you, though stories need to be told. *not all posts are in real time

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