Sweet Girl, You have a million tiny worries hanging from your bosom. Your leaves are withering and the moss is manifesting.Tan pronto. Stripped of heart. No longer swaying in the wind, still in the breeze and weak at the knees; ready to crack at any moment. Begging to bend and break just for a moment, […]
Tokenism is not an invitation to share in equal power and “your inclusion is dependent on complete and constant submission (Hurtado, 1989, p. 845).”
Up north the earth bares herself to you. She lets you take part in the matrilineal reign of the atmosphere. Her breasts rise high and droop down low for the purpose of climbing her peaks and exploring the pastures below. She welcomes you to the edge of her bosom to cast down your tautness and […]
Miss Parisia B.
I have to let you go. It’s important for me, almost crucial, that I have you. And if I must give my love over to the possibility, uncertainty will hold my heart. I have to guard my soul against hope. From the inevitable worry of your well being and fear of your resentment. Every time […]