Posted in Almost Dorothy, Characters, Family, The Mother, Themes

New York City: Bondage, Rodeos & Whips


Today mom and I went to Washington Square Park and talked to a rodeo rider. I think he was a rodeo rider. He said he rode bulls or cows in a rodeo, but the rodeo is  not located in or around Washington Park Squared. Actually, it’s located in the dog park in Washington Squares. He rode bulls, not dogs, in the real rodeo located outside of New York City in a city where people ride bulls and cows, and clowns too. Mom asked him if he was into bondage and domination. I was embarrassed. The guy was too, so he said no, even though I think he really wanted to say yes.

After WSP we walked south on  Thompson Street and walked into a bondage shop and the shop clerk asked mom if she was the whipper or the whippee and mom was like I like to whip ass so the clerk suggested a fine whip and mom bought it  and whipped my ass on the x marks the spot. She didn’t really whip my ass but we ordered whip cream for my Cafe Mocha. It was good. So good I got a second Cafe Mocha and then I threw up. As in vomittwd. All over Spoon’s floor, which is not a utensil, but a cafe where they sell stuff you have to stir with a spoon. Anyway, we’re at the hotel now, which is really really small. Smaller than the hole in the wall we call home except this room has free cable and the cockroaches are enormous. They tell scary stories.

I have no idea what I’m writing. I’m A.D.’s mom and she doesn’t know I’m writing this shit down in her diary. I wonder if she’ll know she didn’t write this entry. I wonder if my daughter knows she’s a boy. Anyway, good luck. I love you. Mom.

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