AKA "DoubleCakes"

A tale as old as rhyme: boy meets girl, gets his feelings hurt, and spreads her personal information on the internet. Here's my take on Zoe Quinn.

  Seemingly immaterial and recondite is our relationship with those clerics of macho mystery, the bookers. Decades of pie-dipped fingers have bestowed upon them an intimate knowledge of our so...

So Jetta Rae, also known as Doublecakes, is an incredible writer as well as acting as my  guide into the worlds of pinball and lube wrestling. In one of those very San Francisco moments, I was telling a lover about Jetta’s work around pinball (and our subsequent flirtations). I told him what I had learned, …

 CAPTAIN FANTASTIC & THE BROWN DIRT COWBOY Manufacturer: Bally, 1975 Type: Electro-Mechanical Alchemical Element: Earth  Tarot Card: Queen of Wands, upright Half a hair color ago, I hailed a ca...

New pinball review!

ORBITOR 1 Manufacturer: Stern Electronics, 1982 Type: Solid State Alchemical Element: Moon  Aura Color: Lavender Oh, precious cadet! You know not the spellbinding enticement of your beginner's mind...

My first pinball review! Read it and share it and get your friends to give me money! 

[Trigger Warning: Discussion of parental abuse, self-harm, substance abuse, addiction] “We always remain all the people we’ve been.” It’s a line from a movie her father rented her once, in a time w...

[Trigger Warning: this post contains depictions of violence, both consensual and nonconsensual. There are references to intimate partner abuse, sexual assault and harassment.] All it takes to remak...

[Trigger Warning: Depictions of abuse, substance use, and suicide] She doesn't take sugar or cream. The spoon is wholly ritual. Languid lulling of percolated pitch. She's angry. I had taken mushroo...

SKIN❤TIGHT is a zine about womens wrestling. 24 pages of teenage angst and illustrations! Printed black and white on copy paper. 

So, bad news first: my existential expose of an expedition to the cooing Canadian winter to find myself through threesomes that thrill and the tender, forgiving touch of a woman's love has been del...

It is 1997. My mother is unhappy. She’s quietly contorting her face, pursing her lips and focusing her gaze on some inanimate object. I used to think this was meant to dismiss me, to erase me from ...