MONDAY’s Drawing

  • Fragile, Wounded

    Fragile, Wounded

    Nothing’s gonna hurt you baby. Wounded arms must carry the…

  • Nocturnal Wood

    Nocturnal Wood

    Nocturnal secret woods are full of secret mysteries that can…

  • Black Leather

    Black Leather

    Come here slave, bow down in front of your Mistress.…

  • Devil’s Tongue

    Devil’s Tongue

    The Devil smiled. “Taller in some nightmares,” he said. Then,…


  • The Loan

    The Loan

    “I placed the painting between my legs. Tongue facing me. It didn’t move. Not at first. Then, slowly, like a muscle waking up after years asleep.”

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