Richard Power - Letters from a Heartbroken Pervert

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This is a work of nonfiction. While all of the characters and events depicted in this book are real, names and identifying details have been changed.

ISBN 978-1-951897-01-7

EDITOR

Matt Forney (mattforney.com)

LAYOUT AND COVER DESIGN

Matt Lawrence (mattlawrence.net)

Excerpts of this book were published, in somewhat different form, by the following magazines and websites: MattForney.com and Terror House Magazine . The author would like to thank each publication for their support.

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Table of Contents

Foreword by Matt Forney

I Cant Draw

Avant-Garde

First

Stupid

Faces

Wasted

Your Idea

Two-Thirds

Trick

A Poem

Blurred Reality

Legal

An Exchange

About July Fourth

Matter

Taste

Dream

Where Have You Cum?

While You Were Speaking

Why I Lie

Another Poem

The Oval Office

Remembering

Normal

Impossible But Desired

Youth

Prison

Crying

Reactions

On Piss

Words Can Hurt

Dirty Marxist

Future

Bottom

What Do I Think About While Watching Porn?

Bedtime

No

Diary

On Milk

What Makes Mike Adriano Great?

Fucking Angela Merkel, Considered

On Snot

The Races

Writing a Blink-182 Song

Virginity Lost

Incest and Babysitters

Sorry

It Never Hurts to Ask

Plagiary

Grandmas Boy

Accused of Rape

I Remember When You Cheated on Your Boyfriend with Me

Nostalgia, Regret, Libido

The End

For my grandmother, who will never know how similar we are.

ForewOrd

by Matt Forney

Introducing a book is always a tricky thing, doubly tricky when you dont know the author. Well, thats not entirely true, because I do know Richard Power to a certain extent; weve had many emails over the past four years, and in Letters from a Heartbroken Pervert, he bares the most intimate details of his life, from his relationships to his fetishes to his darkest thoughts. But I dont know his real name or identity; indeed, he selected me to publish his book precisely so he could remain anonymous. That, and I generally hate inserting myself into other peoples work; it feels narcissistic, like Im trying to take credit for another mans creation. Having said that, there is one bizarre incident involving Powers work that sums it up better than anything else I could write.

I first encountered Power in 2015 when he emailed me asking to publish a strange piece of [political] erotica on my blog. It was titled While You Were Speaking and was about a narrator fantasizing about carving a wound in a womans thighs and fucking it. It was infused with rich, halting detail, displaying the brutal honesty and ethos that would later characterize Letters from a Heartbroken Pervert. Naturally, I said yes. Power asked me to come up with a pseudonym for him (he didnt adopt his current pen name until 2019), and I selected Nameless Writer because it seemed to fit. I published When You Were Speaking on January 22 to a flood of hits and comments from readers who were wondering what the hell I was thinking. OhioCoastie summed up what was on everyones minds: Nameless Writer is fucked in the head.

Power subsequently sent me another piece called Why I Lie in which he writes about doing a one-man bukkake with an ex-girlfriend, among other things. I published it on February 12 and it went viral, with many feminists accusing me of having written it, and for a time, it was one of the most-read entries on my site. (Both While You Were Speaking and Why I Lie are included in this book.)

But anyone can make an anti-feminist hit piece go viral, or at least they could back in the heady days of the mid-2010s, when triggering the libs was a national sport and Donald Trump hadnt yet ridden down the escalator and into the Oval Office. The fallout from Why I Lie was far, far stranger. A few days after publishing it, I received the following email via the contact form on my site, which I present to you completely unedited, aside from removing personal details to protect her privacy:

To: Matt

Name: s******

Email: *****************@gmail.com

Subject: hi im s******, looking for a man(im under 30)

Message:

dear matt, nice to meet you, my name is s******. i am not a feminist but i would say my political views lean to the left, however that is besides the point. i am 27 and newly single after a six year relationship with a man very much like the men your blog is designed to target. as i mentioned, im not really the type myself but for whatever reason i find it a massive turn on. i think most women do they are just too afraid or prideful to admit it. anyway if you know any nice men of this mindset who are looking for a girl happy to stay home and be a homemaker, fuck and blow job daily and happily play role if a woman and are im the *** ****** area, please let me know! pictures available,serious inquiries only, willing to relocate..please. i am very polite and love sex, but ive only had two partners so im not incredibly experienced at it. thanks!

Less than 20 minutes later, she sent me another email:

To: Matt

Name: s******

Email: *****************@gmail.com

Subject: hi im s******, looking for a man(im under 30)

Message:

hi matt, this is s****** again, im not sure if my other message sent, as i am really bad at computers. anyway ive been reading through your blog as i am out of town visiting family,and not much to do. Just finished the story about why you lie after sex, and it got me so turned on and wet. the part about you.cumming all over her face especially, that was so hot

I have been so lonely since my breakup and desperately want a man like you to repetedly fuck me in my mouth and use me for a cum dumpster. I want a right wing man to stangle me and shove a maasive hard cock in my mouth and just hold my head there with his dick really deep down.my throat and just start to piss in my mouth and all over my face. i know its dirty, and i know its awfully weird to be telling you this,and for that im sorry...i rarely do this and hardly ever use computer, im bad at it..but like i said i will send pictures if you want, looking to be someones dirty fuck toy and cum.dumpster,please help thank you, s******

I didnt have the heart to tell her that I didnt write that article.

Where do you even start with something like this? I was no stranger to groupies at this point; several months prior to publishing Why I Lie, a woman cucked her boyfriend by luring me into banging her on their futon while he was sleeping in the other room. The previous month, Id met up with an overweight single mother in Cleveland whod nearly crushed my dick when she was on top. But Id never been propositioned like this before; even the former woman had kept plausible deniability by waiting until we were alone at a bar before she started groping me like a lecherous schoolteacher. Add in the bizarre misspellings and grammar mistakes (e.g. hardly ever use computer) and my alarm bells were ringing like a church on Easter.

I responded in the most noncommittal way possible: