By Scorpia Belle he said this was the most coveted role, so i bled quietly, hitting my marks on cue. he gave me notes on my grief, calling me too dramatic, rewriting my trauma into a consent scene. my reviews were glowing: ‘exceeds expectations in swallowing screams’ i ate up their hollow praise, while starving my pain to fit their ideal. they rewarded my restraint with the Oscar for ‘Best Placating’; a heavy gold statue for a gold star good girl, i made sure to thank him

By In Sana So I made myself cum Screaming fucking rage At all the watchers Who ever were Or could be - Proud of my Broken, maybe, Sexuality And I saw a ghost Of my old room, Radiator, blank White wall And I felt your Choking weight Above me And I loved me Anyway And I came without guilt And I hugged the child inside And the cat disappeared from the window It's message delivered Like a dissection Knife #DarkPoetsClub #DarkHumourBitterIrony

By Paul Fuller The sun rises in the east. It sets in the west. Black Lives Matter. All lives matter. The unfortunate, unshod. They have bootstraps. It is written. You already agreed. #DarkPoetsClub #DarkHumourBitterIrony