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Cut My Wings Loose.
Cut my wings loose, and it is a whisper, a gesture, a yearning. I am on my knees before you and my heart is oriented skyward, and the tears keep jumping from my eyes. A...
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For all Womyn.

Listen to this When women are threatened by women–as long as they destroy and disrespect each other, as long as they view each other as competition instead of allies, womyn will forever be viewed as “lesser than” and the battle for equality will not only continue, but intensify. When one womyn tears another down, walks [...]

Safety Steel.

Listen to this Safety steel and roller coaster prayers, and I close my eyes and fall into the repetition of the mantra. 108 supplications before the garland of the heavens has served its purpose. SOMETHING ABOUT THE GIVING, AND THE TAKING OF… Revolving door is the way of the serial polyamorist. Monogamy, she said, is [...]

Cherry.

Cherry red lipstick and a hat to match. The emotions drift in and out and through me. My nipples pulse and ache, my breasts shudder with each breath. This dis-ease would have killed another, but I am not another, and so it is none of my business. My obligation is to me, to the Goddess, [...]

And the Pain Bites.

Listen to this And the pain bites and nips at me. IT IS A NAGA INSIDE OF ME THE WAY THAT IT SLITHERS AND UNDULATES, HISSING AT INNOCENT ORGANS (BOTH SEEN AND UNSEEN). The pain feels like screaming because it has a vibration and the vibration reverberates and there’s even an echo to it all. [...]

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