Romantic poems about fisting is a hard sell to the world at large. Part of me felt silly putting so much time into this project knowing it’s incredibly esoteric and difficult to promote, but that’s exactly why I felt like it was important to do it.
Queer sex, and sex that centres women’s pleasure, is still so taboo in our culture. I wanted to write something that celebrates both, and alleviates some of the fear and shame associated with excessive pleasure.
This 40 page collection of poems, journal entries, and love letters includes a super helpful guide for those who are curious. Some entries are smutty and sexy; I share my own experiences getting fisted and fisting others, I also write about watching hot women get fisted at parties. Some of the pieces are silly, like my notes from seeing a pelvic physiotherapist. Others are more personal, like the story about my midwife.
Either way I’m really proud of this weird thing I made that makes people uncomfortable, and I also love that an early reader described it as wholesome. 🙇🏻♀️
You can get your own copy here.