Once upon a time: A night from the past in 5 parts
He often mocks me like this, pretending ignorance of the hurt he’s caused, treating me as if I’m stupid and peculiar for reacting. It upsets and arouses me in equal measures.
Flicker and glow
I am alone and naked on the bare mattress as I hear him removing things from the drawer where the things that hurt live, and I am enjoying the last few moments of curling up and into myself. I press my thighs and forearms together, hold my own hands.