Demon Party

***WARNING*** This story contains details of rape and may be distressing to some readers Fiona shivered as the demonic screams penetrated her consciousness. The mountains had always looked beautiful and mysterious to Fiona, but she sure didn’t like camping there. She wasn’t sure why she had volunteered to help at a Christian camp on Halloween... Continue Reading →


(This poem is part of a series about what home means) America Is the fucking promised land According to The fundamentalists But instead of Flowing With milk And honey It overflows With “good” (horny) Fundamentalist men Waiting For their pure virgins So they can screw The first woman That gives them Attention Australia Is full... Continue Reading →


(This poem is part of a series about what home means) Have you ever Climbed into a dumpster Behind the Hungry Jack’s In search Of discarded But still warm Hamburgers? They taste Pretty damn good When you’re hungry Go home The social workers say But where the fuck Is home? My parent’s house? Where I... Continue Reading →

Mary Magdalene’s Demons

I thought I could do it on my own That if I just tried really hard I could get rid of the demons That have tormented me The demon of addiction came To possess and control me Moving from one addictive behavior To the next Trying to block out A lifetime of trauma But demons... Continue Reading →

Vampire Reign of Terror

I was a baby when the vampires first came To suck the lifeblood Out of my little body I didn’t know love But I did know shame And those vampires of shame Wanted my blood Dirty Rotten Filthy Sinner Those words Engraved into my soul Before I even knew How to use the toilet Those... Continue Reading →

Seeing in the Dark

In the beginning was God,And shortly thereafter came the monsters.But God has always been there.When the terror first came,When I was an infant,God was there.When the monsters were my only friends,God was there.God is love.I have always loved God,I have always craved God’s love,Without realizing that God already loved me.I spent my life with the... Continue Reading →

Recovery and Identity

As I have committed to radically pursuing healing, I have had to do a lot of soul work. I have attempted the twelve steps before, with differing levels of success. A few weeks ago, a friend and I went to spend some time in the stillness and quietness of a local wildlife park. As we... Continue Reading →

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