Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
Who may tell her story? Who has earned the right? What if she’s come and gone? Has no tongue, no eyes, no hands? Must one wear her skin, eat from her bowl Fight nightmare’s demons on her sleeping mat just to feel the Rhythm of her heart? Aren’t we all Read more
At my childhood best friend Ashley’s house, the pantry was big enough to sit in, and when we were bored, we did just that, eating whatever was around us. The pantry was long and narrow, cool and dark, with hardwood floors obscured by tins of flour and multi-flavored popcorn. It Read more
The rib never fit And the apple had worms Fig leaves are for fools shaming the Triangle of life Caves sheltered as long as you brought Down your share, felled by points you Chiseled by the hour, in between Sewing skins and putting the baby To your breast— Migrations, snow, Read more
It started with a sea of “Pink Pussy Hats” in cities across the United States. There were nonbelievers. Unsustainable, the right opined. Some even laughed and said none of the marches would ever make a difference on election day. But the anger and frustration of women appalled at the Trump Read more
Tick tock The hands on a clock Move slower for the worker For the female Who gets paid lower Wages upon checkbook pages I spend all my time Just to earn a 9 pennies and Two dimes Less than the average man Women Shouldn’t have to carry brass knuckles And Read more
This is the month that we celebrate strong, independent women. It’s a special month because women are special. They are women of history, women of science, women of mathematics, suffragettes, feminists, and women who refused to ride at the back of the bus. These women are you. These women are Read more
I’m in a foul mood right now, and usually, when I feel like this I want to get in someone’s face. Here’s the topic of the moment that I need to get off my chest…For the past year, and increasingly during the past week, I’ve skimmed past negative messages I Read more
We frozen women bury our cold dead in the night shivering and alone, the wolf howls above us, we cry in solitude and our tears turn to snow. But what if we turned on a lantern? What if we saw in the distance a flash of a skirt, a glint Read more