• Contributory Writer,  Lady Mayhem,  Moon Medicine

    The Touch of a Woman

    I remember the touch of a woman; it still haunts me to this day. The simple caress of her ferocity lit me through my soul. How could I forget? Just a graze of her fingertips across my skin seared me to my deep feminine bones, imprinting her dark heroine blueprint through my maiden flesh. With each breath, each glance, and every eye contact I could feel my energetic well surging and filling. Her raging vocal tore into my soul, revealing a power source deep in my pelvic bowl. Such sensual sovereignty, such a capacity for passion… a world I never knew existed. Women are powerful in ways I couldn’t even…

  • Fairy Tales Revisioned,  Moon Medicine,  Musings

    Antler Moon Mythos

    And in the beginning there was she, she who is the primordial darkness that births forth all of life.  Before there was the time of the lost Gods, she was the faceless peace of the dark, and in her was everything.  From a single moaning, groaning breath of her own sheer satisfaction and pleasure she was birthed, the first creature to come forth and she was a wild horned shapeshifter, a goddess, a white mare and her wild desires that swirled in ribbons of ecstasy within her pelvic bowls made her roll upon the earth and splash into the rivers and play.  She rubbed mud all over in just the…