Arem Daich
Joined December 2021
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Bio
I write anything in the transgressive genre. Poetry, fiction, non-fiction. Essays, emails, descriptions. Manuals, essays, transcriptions. I'm the author of Brain Fissures and Crippled Love, available on my outlandish blog: aremdaich.com
Stories (2/0)
Drifted Love
When I got home after that mugging, my elbows and palms bled like when you rasp them with a cheese grater. Nothing critical, but I needed a bandage I stored in a rugged, duct tape reinforced shoebox with other, rarely used items. I also found iodine in the box, so I sanitised the injury. Then, as I bandaged my wounds, I saw in that shoebox an old bottle of poppers we bought with my ex. You know, to pepper the thing a bit.
By Arem Daich2 years ago in Filthy
