Little Red Riding Hood is a Slut (Pt 3)

Part 1 Part 2 3. He speaks to truth and reminds her of the innocence of youth. He reminds her of a time of peace, fear is indoctrinated by lazy priests. Everyone tries as best as they can, but it can be crazy to speak, so there is safety in the pen. Discomfort unwelcome and... Continue Reading →

Little Red Riding Hood is a Slut (Pt 2)

Part 1 2. Turning to the occupied bed, she looks like a woman raised from the dead. No more dirty secrets in her head, No longer a hidden Little Riding Red. No more hood,  no judgment unbidden, it feels so good, to have no schisms. To the wolf, she grinned and said, "Never tried sex... Continue Reading →

Little Red Riding Hood is a Slut (Pt. 1)

My first ever Fucked Up Fairy Tale. 1. Didn't an act of love seal Little Red's fate? Sure, Grandma wasn't there, but here's the truth from that day (if you care): Red was planning a special date. She was so sick of Granny's critical stares, a cross-dressing wolf - especially male -was to Red delightful... Continue Reading →

Careful What You Wish For

She wrote her heart in her journal every day. There was a desperate thought, or maybe it was a wish, that with enough marks, her prayers would be heard. Her broken heart, she thought, was screaming to the heavens for him to come back. Then, he did. Like magic. Again. Yet, he was the same... Continue Reading →

Fiction? Pt II

Fiction? Pt I Timelines became blurred as her confusion mounted.  Kris had suggested she read Alice I Have Been a few months ago, and her world now felt exactly like Wonderland.  She knew how Alice must have felt in her rabbit hole.  In her mind, it did not matter when anything occurred, because her memories... Continue Reading →

Dear _____, (#9)

Dear _____, I have seen you so many times, but you never seem to notice me.  I started and stopped this letter so many times, because I don't even know who to send it to.  I see your face in my dreams, and I swear I have heard you laugh when the wind blows.  I... Continue Reading →

Dear _____, (#8)

Dear ____, I did not miss you yesterday, and I do not miss you today.  A song came on that I knew you would love, and that thought popped in my mind.  My emotions said, "I wish you were here to hear it."  I took a breath, and exhaled reality: "I don't need you to... Continue Reading →

Dear ____, (#7)

Hey, So, I think I'm starting to make some inroads in understanding this.  It feels like I've come to this point before, but who the hell knows anymore.  You turned my life upside down, do you know that?  I'm not saying it angrily, it's just the fact.  I genuinely thought I had my life under... Continue Reading →

Dear _____, (#6)

Dear ____, I don't exactly know what to say anymore, or why I continue writing.  Initially, I had thought I'd burn these all and somehow I'd feel better.  I could never put the lighter to the pages though.  There was something inside of me begging to hold on to you.   My heart won't turn... Continue Reading →

Dear ____, (#5)

Dear Rose, I’ve started and stopped so many times, but your inability to see the obvious forces me to do the obvious.  I love how you can martyr yourself on a cross of your own making.  You know, the first time I saw you, I thought how you can wear the weight of the world... Continue Reading →

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