Side eyes as I slide by, my perfume thick and heady, like my thighs-I am expected to disguise the perfect of creation. But they don’t
Tag: feminist
Featured Post: she must be mad – Tamara Fricke
stark raving and bat shit smeared I care nothing for anything that does not rejoice in my sister’s curves that does not dissolve in the
Featured Post: Feminists Don’t Wear Pink (and Other Lies) – Tamara Fricke
two women changed a car battery and a man had to supervise lest they blew a whole through reality and let sulfuric acid corrode the
Feminists Don’t Wear Pink and other lies – Christine E. Ray
feminism the oxygen I inhale gratefully often desperately in a world where rapists’ reputations and futures are held in higher regard greater importance than the
Featured Post: What We’re Told Not To Talk About – Tamara Fricke
I like the rain and the way mud slides between unshod toes. The smell of gasoline makes me smile and deserts bore me tearless. I
Featured Post: Shrill Notes From A Loud Woman – Tamara Fricke
On the surface it’s hard to tell that my loathing isn’t personal it’s a pervasive all consuming beast hell bent on shredding every ounce of
Featured Post: Girl Interrupted – Tamara Fricke
the sky was orange so I wore a grey dress to encourage more conventional hues but I realized we had inverted and that birds were
Featured Post: How To Be A Woman – Tamara Fricke
Filthy backbones bent to tasks thick stubbed fingers could never finesse we are now presumed apart of the baseboards and are stronger for daily wear.
Why the Caged Bird Sings – Sarah Ritter
Today I sit with my loneliness. I do not push it away, try to smother it, or ignore it. Instead I accept it. I try
