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Like Smoke.

you appeared in the aftermath
of heavy smoke, fogged covered windows,
excitement ridden from the heat of interlaced bodies.
baby you appeared out of nowhere. 37 more words

broken in 19 places (come inside)

I am legs                                  wrapped around your neck

I am ass                                   inside your palms

I am nipples     hard                             between your lips

I am lips I am tongue I am throat       suckingchokingslurpinggagging… 13 more words

Feminist Poetry


FFDC is the District’s womyn-only collective of local womyn creatives & entrepreneurs. Our goal is to foster and sustain our local community of womyn who support one another’s creative & business endeavors. 48 more words


back straight, eye lashes fluttering;

its called prim and proper

they tell me i gotta look nice,

meek, just the right kinda, non thinking

forget a talk back, slave – oops, excuse me – woymn… 281 more words

Day 19: Sunday Sessions. 

i watched her cry.

i watched familiar lips tremble

with fear as though they might over hear,

every insecurity inflicted,

birthed by her unspoken truth.

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Mamahood + The Awful Truth(s)

Being a Mom is hard. Any Mom reading this – whether a biological, adoptive or step-parent (and all the other forms that Mothers take) – will agree with that statement. 762 more words