Men have manipulated women, (cis, white, straight, rich men*) have manipulated humanity for the past 10,000 years.** Claims for power. Manipulation. Go hand in hand. Oh yes, I am Sam, I am. You named specifics and then said no to the full package. You manipulated. You played with our desires, men, And I speak forContinue reading “Uncle Sam, Grand Manipulator”
Category Archives: men
Whole, Broken
I am a human — I am not just a woman, I am not just a moment, I am not just a gift. I am alive — my emotions ebb and flow just like yours, sad man. The sad man, taking space for the story; the sad man, sharing tales about his glory forgetting theContinue reading “Whole, Broken”
Time, Reflected
The feelings I write, the feelings I give today I ponder time and a clock strung with string and the powerful men of tomorrow when I take a stake in my own power, honey, when I sip tea and drink juice (smoothies, preferably) I feel mad at times, and worried at times past and futureContinue reading “Time, Reflected”
Fallen
She’ll be perfect for you– I know, Jo invited me. I’ll be standing next to you but not close enough, holding onto false hopes but no real dreams, only “but’s.” Your friend will be in the corner, mine in California remembering New York’s flaws and I’ll say “fuck you” because I’m from here– don’t youContinue reading “Fallen”
at the ocean
my intention, my desire, my secret wish is to simplify life. many men have tried It; we heard about it. It didn’t work. many women have tried It; we didn’t hear about it. (proof enough) It didn’t work. we searched for It in churches and mosques, temples and tall, grayContinue reading “at the ocean”
after the game
when all I want to do is scream about the patriarchy but I know I’d just perpetuate a stereotype what am I supposed to do when I score a goal on you and you act like I’m a tree whose branch luckily swayed in the right direction what am I supposed to do when IContinue reading “after the game”
thoughts after the party
who says I have to follow him around, chase a boy that didn’t see me in the first place? … be brave in the moment, yes, but no woman should have to go chasing after a man, force the queen that she is into his face and push “forever.” … I walk away, stare atContinue reading “thoughts after the party”
Too
“You’re independent,” my crush told me, my date for the evening. “You’re a free spirit,” my friend told me, pushing up his glasses with a touch of a finger. I do not “love” either of them, but I did love the words they saw in me between my collar bones and within my eyes, notContinue reading “Too”
Wo-Men
We are women- as if from the beginning of time we’ve depended on “men” to fill our “wo” because woe could never be enough for a pathway to existence to withstand They called me baby as I walked the 6th street sidewalk- do they understand I have more language than that of my bodyContinue reading “Wo-Men”
Reaching Joy 