Writing –by Becky WTGH   I’ve been writing so much lately. I’m sure you’ve all noticed. It’s been perpetual. My entries have tripled. Each month, exponential. Kind of, right? Ugh, math is beyond me. I was good at it at school, but was told to struggle and be interested in other things. So I struggled, […]


Free –by Becky WTGH   I’m free now! It’s been so long, since I last thought about you. Right now, I’m choosing to. I’m not used to being able to choose. I’m choosing to, so that I can acknowledge my freedom! I thought it would never come, my freedom. I thought I would be doomed […]

Our Sex

Our Sex –by Becky WTGH *sex here meaning physical touching not bio sex. I’m talkin’ about fucking, duh* Our sex is ours. We determine sex, With ourselves. They see sex, They sell sex, They buy sex. We are sex. My love for you is not usual– It is unusual. Love transcends sex But somehow The […]

Consent is Sexy

Reflections on sex I love your body, I think about you, carnally. Oftentimes I think of things That make my brain feel bad. I would be concerned, I’m sure it’s Not as bad as I think. I’m sure others are much more perverse I’m certain I’m a catch, a steal Not some jackass perv, raw […]