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We Cannot Look Away: Not another 17, not another One
Just another day just another town bullet perforated backpacks spilling loose-leaf lined paper, textbooks onto blood stained sidewalks helicopters hovering to give us the birds eye view I tried to avert my eyes out of respect for the dead the injured but I could not look away Christine Ray Even though I should Because I … Continue reading We Cannot Look Away: Not another 17, not another One

Feminism is my Realism- Kindra M. Austin & Christine Ray
My first duet with the lovely and amazing Kindra M. Austin.
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I am Organism
Female
Defense Mechanism
Natural
Feminism is my Realism
Because #MeToo, Motherfuckers
I’ve been abused
Been paid less cash
Called a Radical Cunt a
Bleeding Heart Liberal and
Put in my place—
Not my place, but theirs
I’ve been judged by the size of my body and clothes I wear
Been held back by (un)intelligent men and even stupider women
Who mock my Heart and Common Sense—
Slammed by Pseudo-Brain influenced by Meme Culture
I am Organism polluting the Cesspool
Feminism is my Realism
(Kindra M. Austin)
I am Organism
Female
Defense Mechanism
Instinctive
Feminism is my Realism
Because if I had been paid my 80 cents on the dollar
For every time I have been called
Bitch
Dyke
Ball breaker
Since I was 12 years old
I’d be in the damn 1%
Told my whole life
That I am
Too angry
Too emotional
Too loud
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The Weyward Sisters: Back to Black/ Collaborative Amy Winehouse Tribute
Originally published by the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective Rana Kelly/2nd star to the Left, straight on ’til morning Oh, Amy Whenever I go walking In my stilettos, I hear you talking. Dream me up a way Of swishing my hips And pursing my lips And singing your riffs So that I find beauty Like you. … Continue reading The Weyward Sisters: Back to Black/ Collaborative Amy Winehouse Tribute

Midnight Precedes- OldePunk/RamJet Poetry & Christine Ray/Brave and Reckless
Midnight precedes The dawning of you Shadows and peaches Lavender and spices Rare, honeyed tongue Sings rapture My soliloquy of you Cool moonlight Carves your shadow Against stark walls But you are smooth whiskey Intoxicating to my parched soul Cedar and pine Warm earth against my skin From earth it begins Aquiline movements … Continue reading Midnight Precedes- OldePunk/RamJet Poetry & Christine Ray/Brave and Reckless

Forged of Flame: A Shield Maiden Battle Song
My latest collaboration with my amazing Shield Maiden sisters at Blood Into Ink
(Kindra M. Austin)
The fire that whelms me does
not consume; for it is mine
own—
I do control inferno,
a blood-borne lust to conquer
pain—
Here you come with buckets of water,
and a head distended with ego
convinced I’m a woman in distress
The fire that whelms me does
not consume; for it is mine
own—
my defense mechanism,
desire to live forged in
flame—
Shield Maiden calls for no goddamned man
(Aurora Phoenix)
these flames that fence me
char me not
they are the hungering tongues
of my animus
I spark them
cerise
feeding them on
the oxygen of my outrage
when the world crushes
upon me
you hasten forward
all suited up
toting your much touted hose
as if your stream
could touch these flames
these flames that fence me
char me not
they are the hungering tongues
of my animus
I fan them
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