February is fire and ice. It is frost on the ground by the time we were done and were heading home to pretend to sleep for a few hours before school. It is the burning cold of bare feet on frozen ground, bare back on frosted grass. It is the burn of the ceremonial fires. It is the heat of a man on top of me. It is the heat of unwanted breath on my neck. The burn of penetration.
February is when the contrasts get to be too much to take. Too many opposites functioning at once. It will drive you mad if you try to think on it too long.
Don't.
About Me
- Alli Kay
- Houston, Texas, United States
- From birth to age 19, I lived under the rule of one sect of the occult of which my father and grandfather were members. I kept it all a secret entirely until age 21. Five years later, and I am still healing. As a result of my upbringing, I have Dissociative Personality Disorder; Multiple Personalities. Weekly therapy brings me closer to integration. My hope is to someday be made whole again.
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Hey Alli just checking in to see how you are doing. I will be offline for a few days till I get moved and all. I havent heard from you in a little. Hope things are doing okay. Take care and I will see you when I get back online.
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