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Tail of Service
A familiar text tone lets me know that my Lady has sent me a text for the first time in three days. I feel curious, nervous, and excited all at once. I stop to read it and recognize the five-point numeric list as tomorrow’s task list for my service work at their home the following — read more
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Puppet Without Strings
There was once a fearful puppet,bound together by strings galore,woven threads moving its smile,its beguiling humanity,through the social tango it hadseen before – seen, not understood,camouflage from scrutiny endured.Over time its strings grew too worn,movement harder than it had beenbefore; one by one, loosened threadstrained and snapped, a tattered mirage,rended shadow cast on the floor.It — read more
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Primal Voyeurism
Let me haunt you. The watcher who always knows where you are, never letting you forget: I see you. The specter who lurks in your periphery, here to startle, then blend into shadows. The poltergeist who’s put your keys in ice, moved your furniture, jolted you from bed. Tell your secrets. Exhume your traumas for — read more
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