

Ace of Pigs
A dead leaf falls from the old apple tree and crunches against dried-up soil as my needle swivels its way through fabric. The steady...
Jax Siminerio
8 min read


Daughter of Tides
Estelle seemed like a decent person when I first swiped right, but that was before she slid three Cosmopolitans across her tobacco...
Jax Siminerio
8 min read


Three of Blades
Avery outperforms me at just about everything we do, but it’s most apparent when we paint rocks. Her pudgy hands manage to grip a...
Jax Siminerio
8 min read


Five of Feasts
The first time I questioned my mother’s eating habits, I was 5 years old. My father had just downed a greasy breakfast sandwich as my...
Jax Siminerio
6 min read


Son of Dolls
Caroline’s hair is banana-yellow and it curves around her perfect head like the top of a mushroom I’d find on a Cub Scouts trip. When the...
Jax Siminerio
6 min read


Father of Fruits
I’m surprised I was able to cum at all— condoms have always pissed me off. I miss when Maria would let me hit it raw, back before that...
Jax Siminerio
9 min read



