She is a lady, a loving wife, a mother, a daughter, a sister, and an educated, contributing member of society. And fuck is her favorite word. Is she mad? Fuck. Fuck me. Fuck you. Fuck it. A well-placed fuck used alone, as a noun or as a verb, makes all the difference in the world … Continue reading She Must Be Mad – Marie Prichard
When her song catches your ear And you hear it in the distance Do you ask yourself why the caged bird sings? Or do you say, I know why the caged bird sings. She sings when her world closes in Locked in a gilded cage Beautifully displayed On her scrolled stand Suspended high. She sings … Continue reading I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings – Marie Prichard
We are the women who run with wolves. Daughters of she-wolves Children of the past. Gracing our mothers’ footsteps With those of our own. Slipping through forests of quiet calmness Together, we move as one. Embodiments of lupine eloquence Connected to ancient rituals. Silhouetted against the night sky We lift our heads And fill the … Continue reading Women Who Run With Wolves – Marie Prichard
The body, this body, my body Is not an apology. It Is not an explanation A long Drawn-out Pause for consideration. It does not wait for approval Does not desire Golden-tipped accolades. It Is not a justification Of etched road maps Across the expanse Of stomach and thighs. It is not a constant explanation of … Continue reading My Body is Not an Apology – Marie Prichard
The space between us closes as I trace the path along her gentle sighs and slide my hands under her breath I tease my lips down her moans My mouth circles her cries While my tongue tastes her. Marie Prichard is a longtime writer and educator. She lives on an island in the Pacific Northwest … Continue reading Featured Post: The Space Between – Marie Prichard
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I am the woman Your mother warned you about. The hushed voice Pretending everything was fine Telling me not to speak Removing the words from my throat Replacing them with self-hatred Creating the person I was becoming. I am the woman Your mother warned you about. The flash…
Brave & Reckless 