I thought I had escaped them; the two men who had been the center of my world.
When I had left with their money in my pocket and the bitterness of heartbreak on my lips, I thought they had let me go, but they were only biding their time. They dragged me back kicking and screaming, tooth and bloody nail, tied up in the back of their pickup.
Ashley Michele is your friendly neighborhood queer little witch. She likes snark, stuffies and dark, fantastical things. She also enjoys writing about mixed latina plus sized babies such as herself getting to live out their best lives with queer and kinky loving.
She has a BA from Florida State University that she still hasn’t opened. When she’s not doing library things or sending hour long voice notes to someone she loves she can usually be found in her hammock between the trees of her swamp or laying out, listening to an audio while she paints and catches some sun.