It startedin an unlikely encounteron the Durban beachfrontafter he came back earlyfrom one of his easy lays,and suggested a walkon the promenade.
The night skyleaned in aswe spoke in that fraughtdeeply subtexted wayof two peopleigniting a fusebetween them.
Then – like in the movies –the rain came
we ran for cover
under shelterhe hauled meby his strong armslike a net full of fishinto the boat of his chestand he kissed mehis lips warmour faces wet,my heart thunderinglike a stampede of wildebeest,rupturing the linebetween me and men forever,marking me withunsugared, unspicedDesire.
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Joanne Fedler is an internationally bestselling author of 10 books, writing mentor and publisher. In the past seven years, she’s facilitated 12 writing retreats all over the world, mentored hundreds of writers (both face to face and in her online writing courses), set up her own publishing company,Joanne Fedler Media, and published four debut authors (with many lined up to follow). She’s passionate about publishing midlife memoirs and knows how to help people succeed in reaching their goal to become a published author.
He steered me outto where it was dark and deepand I could no longer seewhere I’d come from,and on that ocean,I threw offthe anchorthat stretched all the wayto the gas chambersor the destruction of the First Temple,or whenever it is Jews decideour special genocidemake us Slaves to Our Suffering.No longerbitch to my birthright;I broke the sacred covenant ofto only touch circumcised cock.
The sex led to loveor something close to it.Enough for him to tell meto take a message backlike a dove with an olive branchbut not so olivey‘If he ever hits you againor so much as lays a finger on you,I’ll beat the shit out of him.’
I rowed my wayout of my childhood,on a foreskinned boat,with my first love –who betrayed me –but who also saved mein that unlikelyway of a rough toughgentle soulwho stood like Moseswith the Egyptiansbearing downand parted that seaso I could walk clean through itand into a womanno-one wouldever hit again.
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Things Without a Name(10th Year Anniversary Edition)by Joanne Fedler
Book Description:
At 34, Faith has given up on love. Her cleavage is disappointing, her best friend is clinically depressed and her younger sister is getting breast implants as an engagement present. She used to think about falling in love, but that was a long time ago. Having heard one too many love-gone-wrong stories from the other side of her desk, Faith is worn thin by her work as a legal counsellor in a women’s crisis centre. Then one night, an odd twist of fate brings her to a suburban veterinary clinic where she wrings out years of unshed tears. It is a night that will slowly change the way she sees herself and begin the unearthing of long-buried family secrets so she can forgive herself for something she doesn’t remember, but that has shaped her into the woman she is today. Faith will finally understand what she has always needed to know: that before you can save others, you have to save yourself.
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