I am 15 and in music class. The teacher is deaf. His eyes are lidded with sleep, enlarged in owly-y glasses, ears grown over with cotton-fuzz. Crystal is assigned to sit beside me. “Eat it” she said, pushing a spitball toward my face. “No” I breathed, a thing flying in my chest. The class faintly [...]
This piece was originally written for and published in Gapers Block Errol and I are in the car. He’s been to The Sins Center before and I, well, I have never been to a BDSM club. “So tell me again about the last time you were there,” I ask. He shakes his head. “So I [...]
I’d get in at 8:50 and carefully hang my coat while the phone rang. My voicemail would be full of messages, left in that window of infomercials and irrational thought patterns. “ Yeah, uhm. I was wonderin’ about this egg donation that I read in the paper. It says I can make $7,000.” The overwhelming [...]
On my laptop there is an ever-increasing folder of images. Some of them, like this one (found here) end up as photos on Rabbit Write. But many, you’ll probably never see. They are, plainly, porn. I have this worry-fantasy, where a friend or someone will pull up my laptop to find these naked bodies projected [...]
Yesterday I was in the shower, the warm-cool space where I do my best thinking, and I realized that so much of what I’ve learned about my sexuality has been through asexuality–from somewhere invisible in sex-positivity, in feminism, from somewhere that isn’t sexual at all. Asexuality is the lack of sexual attraction. It’s not like [...]
Grant Stoddard is the much loved underdog of the sex-writing world. His “I Did it For Science” column at Nerve gave us a hands-on account of his personal exploits, which saw him tackle everything from dressing up like a baby to doing a sample Real Doll at the factory. A few must reads: Experiment: To [...]
Freshman year, we went on a field trip. We filed from the school bus with it’s soggy-sandwich smell into the county jail, which smelled like Mr. Clean. The only thing I remember was the guy on the news. The one who had killed a baby, smashing it against a wall. He was in a holding [...]
It was exciting and awkward, spending the night with a friend for the first time. The smell of the house, the routines, the furniture. They were new worlds. The next morning when Lila and I were awake, we stayed in bed, talking, rolling to change positions every so often. We made up jokes to write [...]
When Karen decided to go off the pill, her relationship wasn’t going well. She had a husband whose depression hung heavy, dampening the air. Karen began noticing a putrid smell, emanating from her husband. “I couldn’t stand to be close to him because he smelled so bad, it wasn’t what we call body odor, it [...]
There’s got to be a moment when it switches on. But in that moment, I assume it’s great conversation, or I don’t assume anything, basking in the electricity of my own voice, the mirrored image of my lashes batting. On this night, I felt it, a current prickled beneath my skin. It was after dinner [...]
