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I disagree about the teaching that treating misbehaviour with pain is acceptable bit through spanking. Mostly because this doesn't reflect my or my siblings at all at least. I super ...

I don't know if I just didn't search hard enough (I tend to write my blogs right on the wire) but the featured image seems to have disappeared? I added ...

Monday In the blue morning you are painted ochre over the shoulders – marked conquests still so clear in the shadows. I had thought the notched belt was cliched (big ...

Tic I hate that thing you do with your lip curling back when you are a tiger clawing at the meat on the kitchen table. I watch the blood congeal ...

It was just an example, but I probably would have been more free with how I responded to other people. I'm not saying the spanking specifically, the discipline certainly, not ...

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There was a horrific terrorist incident in Russia one year where they targeted a primary school. Even more tragic than Sandy Hook.

I was never held down and my butt was only ever exposed in that it was turned waiting for the smack, I maintained all clothing. (I think that's what you ...

Rationalizing spanking is often done by children who were so themselves, and probably a little bit ashamed of their parents inability to adequately handle the past situations. "adequately handle past ...

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I am sleeping for the rest of my life now. Morning Ritual I think of sitting on the steps before your cafe, hot chocolate wisps curling toward the grey light. ...

Learning to Breathe There is a hard clench of muscle below my throat, a ribbon of jumping skin over my clavicle. The thrum of blood in my ears, between my ...

Morning Ritual I think of sitting on the steps before your cafe, hot chocolate wisps curling toward the grey light. Smoothing the yellowed edge of classics, turning quietly as your ...

A forget me knot is a bow (something b o r r o w e d, something b l u e) I tied around my ring finger it stuttered over ...

The Way of Mourning This is the way dawn breaks, shoulders brushing cool breeze as the light slots over the frame, yawning mouth to mouth until sound; thank you for ...