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in our place
I guess we feminist woman-loving/man-hating child devouring witches of women (which I have been told I am, just for having a voice and a mind, and not hiding either) no longer know our place and we...
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is this the Olympics or miss USA?
sorry about the hair women girls, I was busy shaping this body these muscles that strength tight and precise as a strung bow to send flesh like the toned arrow it is into that shiny gold target too...
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for the Iranian woman who kicked the cleric who told her to cover up
in a place where it is easier to force women to hide their bodies than it is to expect men to avert their eyes, what did she show on the street to make him ask her to cover herself? was it the curve...
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Unwomen
We are pretty plastic, poured and molded To the same shape. Push us out of cardboard, Precut, with slits for paper dress tabs, a uniform Chain of girls, patterned, pressed, and folded, Always holding...
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Ophelia–A poem by Susan Daniels and KB
I. He sent me to a nunnery, either convent or whorehouse Did not matter, as long as it was away, the great Elizabethan F— off for a tormented soul’s manic pixie dream girl. There was nowhere I could...
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the perfect thing
for Kyle and Holly Yesterday a child was squeezed into being and breath, was weighed and gendered and possibly named but he’s no king of mine and no more miracle than the daily 370,000 squalling,...
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Crone: Thoughts on seeing my roots for the first time in 20 years
It starts innocent: What color is the hair I hid for 20 years, first for fashion and then as a shaytel of dark in a box I leave on a shelf, unused for 2 months. I have gone from maiden to crone in 60...
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