Rikki (Guerrero) Wildfire
banner
rikkiwildfire.bsky.social
Rikki (Guerrero) Wildfire
@rikkiwildfire.bsky.social
40 followers 15 following 500 posts
Your Friendly Neighborhood Pendeja Rikki/Nikki/Stevie Guerrero-Benoit-Podemski-Abizhó https://instagram.com/rikkiwildfire https://youtube.com/@rikkiwildfire https://patreon.com/rikkiwildfire
Posts Media Videos Starter Packs
I dabble in fleeting interests and passing fads.
I don't like that one of my only memories of home is of me being taken from it.

I'll be home soon, Alley.
I've tuned out news feeds, and I don't feel like I've missed a thing.
The moon shattered to dust and rained hell upon the world. DangerDolphin looked at this and sighed. "Nothing I could articulate at this time would match the magnitude and significance of this moment, and yet, here I am, fucking that all up too."
I'm reading her lips, looking for an excuse. She's reaching for me, kissing who she finds. Our third first in our twenty-first summer in a quiet corner of an empty mall.
Freshman year. A gathering in Santa Ana. A girl, pretty in pink, little and mean. I loved her. I still do.
"You promised you wouldn't sing Michael Jackson in front of me anymore. You know it gets me all hot and bothered."

- Alley McClarnon
Can I bite your thighs later, and is it possible to get home delivery?
"I'll love you forever and ever."

"To infinity and beyond?"

"For all of time and space."
You asked if I would sing for you,
but what is it you want to hear?
To become one with the void and the Ancient Ones that dwell within, turn to page 57.

To flirt back, turn to page 81.
They're asking me to definitively state who the ___ of my ___ is.

I can only stall for so long.
I want to feel her lips on mine.
Every other letter of this is a cry for help.
Dylan Moran is Peter Capaldi by way of Robert Downey Jrs, smells of soap, and often found screaming at birds in French.
I'm also Mrs. McClarnon.

Allison McClarnon is my husband.

I like saying her name.

We're official.

No, she isn't making me write this.

No, I'm okay.
"Will you be mine forever?"

"I already am."
There's before everything.
And then, there's after.

I wonder what she's doing after.