On Work, Words, & Boundaries

I write from the threshold—where labor meets identity, and power meets the body. Where survival is both strategy and spell. Where performance becomes revelation.

For over two decades, I’ve worked in and studied the sex industry. I’ve moved through its myths, mechanics, and contradictions—never romanticizing, never pathologizing. I’ve also witnessed spiritual practice morph under capitalism, from sacred lineage to market commodity. My work navigates these blurred terrains: dungeon, temple, brand.

Esme Providence Brown is a chosen name, a vessel. It protects what must remain private and gives form to what I choose to share. I believe in that right—for all of us.

I’m currently writing a memoir that weaves experience with critique, exploring labor, sexuality, survival, and the disciplines we both choose and endure.

If you’re here, you might already understand: this is not a performance. It’s an invocation.

If this is the altar, the dispatch is where I burn the offerings.

Let’s talk.