Tag: Rage
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
Objectification
you sharpen your words into knives lovingly caressing blade with whetting stone until it can split hairs your goal to dismember into assorted parts a
The Soft Throat of Justice
torches carried in angry fists swallowed the light burned away the oxygen created a vacuum in a night gone chill like the blood in my veins
My Truth
Dedicated to Nicole Lyons and to all writers who have had their works plagiarized my words my blood my bones my tears my pain my
We Cannot Look Away: Not another 17, not another One
A year ago today, unforgotten Just another day just another town bullet perforated backpacks spilling loose-leaf lined paper, textbooks onto blood stained sidewalks helicopters hovering
#tbt This Room is Not for Rent
The Greek chorus has declared me damaged beyond repair incapable of a “normal” life “better off dead” say the well-meaning citizens than “broken” preferring the
Objectification
You sharpen your words into knives lovingly caressing blade with whetting stone until it can split hairs your goal to dismember into assorted parts a
