My Life Is Not a Porn Film
My life is not a porn film and the sooner I recognize this, the better. I've sensed it for a long time, of course. I've known it despite countless hours consumed over several decades.
Stephen PhillipsPublished about a month ago in FilthyHow to Approach Casual Sex Without Acting Like a Douchebag
Having casual sex in today’s hook up culture can sometimes feel like you’ve committed to a bumper car ride at an amusement park. Strapped in on all fronts, you don’t drive as much as steer through a loud area filled with desire, mystery and potential suitors as you try to make it safely to the other side.
Stephen PhillipsPublished about a month ago in FilthyWhat Happens When You Stop Watching Porn for 90 Days
If I seem a little out of it, bear with me. I'm still trying to get used to this new routine I've got going. In the mornings, I get up early and ease around the apartment. I walk onto the porch as the sun is unfolding and read some Rumi poetry or Raymond Carver if it's not too cold to be out there.
Stephen PhillipsPublished 2 months ago in FilthyOne Pandemic, Two Colors
I know you’re out there. Or in there, at least. Somewhere, still safely following stay-at-home orders in your concrete apartment.
Stephen PhillipsPublished 2 months ago in HumansLooking at Naked Women in Real Life
There was a time not so long ago when attempting to look at naked women was always somewhere on my list of daily goals. It was in the 90s when internet access was paved with dial-up. A time for curiosity, imagination, and the occasional scrambled, soft-core film on cable.
Stephen PhillipsPublished 2 months ago in FilthyThe Jerk Off List
I recently came across a file on my Google Drive entitled simply, “Masturbation.” There were no videos or photos in it, only dates.
Stephen PhillipsPublished 2 months ago in FilthySleeping in My Car at the End of the Month
Things are tough going for me these days. They’re tough for a lot of people and I just happen to be part of the group. I’m being stretched to my limit on all ends and every time the sun sets, I tend to sit for a few minutes, take some deep breaths and remember there’s a chance to see another one.
Stephen PhillipsPublished 2 months ago in ConfessionsBeyond Horizon
There is a place beyond horizon Mountains rising At the edge of a forgotten world A place so subtle in its brilliance So magnificently cut
Stephen PhillipsPublished 2 months ago in Poets
