BARK B*TCH
I think about renouncing my gender of woman often, even knowing it won’t change what’s happened to me already because of my womanhood.
Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
I think about renouncing my gender of woman often, even knowing it won’t change what’s happened to me already because of my womanhood.
(For my sisters) Familial alarm clock Mercilessly screaming the Blood red fingers of time Forces you to strike Back and embarrass it With a slap of your own As your stinging waking eyes Look at molesting ashes In an abusive urn Being spread out Dream like By your hands on Read more
It was wintertime 1974 in Cincinnati, Ohio and I was 11 years old, holding my mom’s trembling hand as we were walking up and down the sidewalks of our neighborhood. Tears were in her eyes, born out of a fear of how she was going to feed her two youngest Read more
My husband and I had a recent debate about whether to admit to the clients that we were married and not just colleagues. This might sound like a strange discussion except that the meeting was with two South Asian businessmen in the Middle East. If we let on too soon Read more