benjamin harker

map writer 

writing from apr 2025 - present


 
 

I have been trying to find the right words for this topic for a long time. Other people's experiences are theirs. All I can do is talk of mine.

 
 
 
 
 

I have been trying to find the right words for this topic for a long time. Other people's experiences are theirs. All I can do is talk of mine.

 
 
 
 
 
 
  

30 April 2025

in april, i open my bill
benjamin harker

Paedophiles do not pursue the lives of cuckoos purposefully. We begin loved and welcomed. We are babies, then children and we grow up alongside you.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
30 April 2025

in april, i open my bill
benjamin harker

Paedophiles do not pursue the lives of cuckoos purposefully. We begin loved and welcomed. We are babies, then children and we grow up alongside you.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
  

23 May 2025

poem: winter visit, 1994
benjamin harker

I didn’t sleep and, trapped in January 1994 in Stepney, in a single Victorian room, / I reached for a timetable

 
 
 
 
  

21 May 2025

poem: mole, 1991
benjamin harker

a dark poem from a dark place

 
 
 
 
  

19 May 2025

poem: a salesman, 1991
benjamin harker

Life's a banquet, his son had to beam, / and most sons of bitches are starving.

 
 
 
 
  

17 May 2025

poem: van de graaff, 1990
benjamin harker

At height on a plastic box, / feet off earth, your hand / spanned that chromy globe

 
 
 
 
  

15 May 2025

poem: fleisch, 1989
benjamin harker

One day in German, blond arrogant boy, / you engaged me unexpectedly. / Before too long I punched your nose,

 
 
 
 
  

13 May 2025

poem: a theft, 1988
benjamin harker

It was only a stolen kiss, / on the cheek, snaffled by darting in / over your shoulder, during registration, / while you talked to your friend,

 
 
 
 
  

11 May 2025

poem: ants, 1986
benjamin harker

There was something familiar / about the way you milled, accelerated / when that little playground rock / was first upturned

 
 
 
 
  

9 May 2025

poem: adored
benjamin harker

A poem to a life love

 
 
 
 
  

7 May 2025

poem: brian, 1981
benjamin harker

Brian had something / I did not / a lump

 
 
 
 
  

5 May 2025

poem: little knot, 1983
benjamin harker

Three fingers are the promises, Akela said, taking a finger of his own and swirling it around the circle of my thumb and little finger

 
 
 
 
  

3 May 2025

poem: earliest memory, 1977
benjamin harker

I only have as negatives / yellow/navy baby reins

 
 
 
 
  

1 May 2025

poem: glass door, 1983
benjamin harker

And I, a head full of bricks, swung thoughtless / around the top post, through the gap, crashed / through the surface of that great, glass, perpendicular sea.

 
 
 
 
  

30 April 2025

in april, i open my bill
benjamin harker

Paedophiles do not pursue the lives of cuckoos purposefully. We begin loved and welcomed. We are babies, then children and we grow up alongside you.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
23 May 2025

poem: winter visit, 1994
benjamin harker

I didn’t sleep and, trapped in January 1994 in Stepney, in a single Victorian room, / I reached for a timetable

 
 
 
21 May 2025

poem: mole, 1991
benjamin harker

a dark poem from a dark place

 
 
 
19 May 2025

poem: a salesman, 1991
benjamin harker

Life's a banquet, his son had to beam, / and most sons of bitches are starving.

 
 
 
17 May 2025

poem: van de graaff, 1990
benjamin harker

At height on a plastic box, / feet off earth, your hand / spanned that chromy globe

 
 
 
15 May 2025

poem: fleisch, 1989
benjamin harker

One day in German, blond arrogant boy, / you engaged me unexpectedly. / Before too long I punched your nose,

 
 
 
13 May 2025

poem: a theft, 1988
benjamin harker

It was only a stolen kiss, / on the cheek, snaffled by darting in / over your shoulder, during registration, / while you talked to your friend,

 
 
 
11 May 2025

poem: ants, 1986
benjamin harker

There was something familiar / about the way you milled, accelerated / when that little playground rock / was first upturned

 
 
 
9 May 2025

poem: adored
benjamin harker

A poem to a life love

 
 
 
7 May 2025

poem: brian, 1981
benjamin harker

Brian had something / I did not / a lump

 
 
 
5 May 2025

poem: little knot, 1983
benjamin harker

Three fingers are the promises, Akela said, taking a finger of his own and swirling it around the circle of my thumb and little finger

 
 
 
3 May 2025

poem: earliest memory, 1977
benjamin harker

I only have as negatives / yellow/navy baby reins

 
 
 
1 May 2025

poem: glass door, 1983
benjamin harker

And I, a head full of bricks, swung thoughtless / around the top post, through the gap, crashed / through the surface of that great, glass, perpendicular sea.

 
 
 
30 April 2025

in april, i open my bill
benjamin harker

Paedophiles do not pursue the lives of cuckoos purposefully. We begin loved and welcomed. We are babies, then children and we grow up alongside you.

 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

the p word is a collection of 322 articles, blogs, podcasts and threads in the voices of pedophiles and others who oppose adult child sexual contact and sexual exploitation of children. Despite our mainstream views, this content is frequently removed from social media or blog sites because openly discussing pedophile attractions or avowing them are not tolerated. Our side of the conversation continues here.

editor at the p word net

Except where stated, all images are AI and do not depict real people.

 


 

the p word is a collection of 322 articles, blogs, podcasts and threads in the voices of pedophiles and others who oppose adult child sexual contact and sexual exploitation of children. Despite our mainstream views, this content is frequently removed from social media or blog sites because openly discussing pedophile attractions or avowing them are not tolerated. Our side of the conversation continues here.

editor at the p word net

Except where stated, all images are AI and do not depict real people.