Eternal Sunlight (Poem)
The only light I’ve ever known was my own,
Here, you will find stories and poems that I have written that I have not included in any books or other publications. This is not to say that I will not in the future place them into a collection.
The poetry will be tagged with (poem) and anything erotic, it will be tagged NSFW. If there are any major triggers, I will list them at the top of the story so you may take care in reading.
I hope you enjoy them. Feel free to comment and give feedback on the pieces.
If you like fanfiction, I've written for the Supernatural, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and The Boys fandoms. You can find my fanfic on Archive of Our Own/AO3, here. Most of it is very NSFW.
I also narrate some of my work. You can find my audios on Soundgasm, here. Most of them are erotic in nature, thus NSFW, so please mind your surroundings while enjoying.
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The only light I’ve ever known was my own,
I had a dream I lost all my teeth. When I woke up, I headed for the bathroom to do my morning rituals. I used the bathroom and then brushed my teeth. There was a little blood, but there always was. Then, one of my molars slipped from my gums.
When my heart no longer beats,
Valeria tended to her garden with benevolence and love. She had to ensure the health of her beloved belladonna, hemlock, hellebore, and foxglove. Her customers sought the best from her deadly garden. After all, the poisons needed to be pure to release her sisters from the shackles of evil men.
Christa posed herself in a circle of candles and mixed grave dirt with the other ingredients as she spoke her incantation through tears, “Flesh and bone, your oats were sown. Flesh and bone, return to me, so I may not be alone,” Christa chanted as she continued to blend the elements of the bronze bowl before the faded photo.
TW: self-harm, mental illness
*Content warning: harassment, stalking
Jamie rinsed the suds from his body in the shower when he noticed the drain was slow. Soapy water backed up around his feet at the rear of the tub. It swirled lazily around the drain, trickling into the pipe.
*Content Warning: brief non-detailed scene of attempted sexual assault
Arlen was finally able to get back to the salon to get her nails done. It had been months. Life had been so chaotic, and money was tight from the move to her new house. Her regular nail lady, Helena, gave her a hard time about the length between visits.
There was an old woman who lived by the sea,
A shallow rabbit burrow
They named me after a sword,
I want to be near her.
***Content Warning: domestic verbal and physical abuse***
The snow lazily melts,
I always feel you there,
My skies have been crowded with heavy, dark clouds.
I am beautiful, inside and out.
Sometimes it’s a bridge too far,
The bitter sting of regret.
The hot spray of scalding water cascades over me
You break me down,
Dawn’s early light crests over the horizon and I feel you stir next to me. The sheets rustle as you stretch and turn so your back is toward me. I wrap my arms around you and pull you close, your soft, warm body pressed against mine. The curve of your ass wedged perfectly against my morning induced stiff cock. I kiss my angel good morning and you giggle before you wiggle your ass against me. I groan and you whisper “good morning” to me. I whisper it back as I nuzzle your neck just under your ear.