From Foetus to Woman

(Audio recording included)   We were foetuses when they mapped out our lives some of us would glide through birth canals break open wombs announce our arrival in bold wails we were born protesting then to be shushed at entry and later made to believe our voices mattered little   some of us in luckless…

Urban Unconscious

She saw him last night Taunting his other in road rage Swerved his anger to the right Blocking the passage to a new page As “other” jumped out his unconscious skin And leaped to release his anger from its cage Hopeful in the display of a punch win To counter the defeat of a verbal…

Voicing My Feminism

I wonder though, as a feminist are you always expected to be vocal? It doesn’t seem like an easy way to live life. That was the concern a friend shared with me a week ago. Although I did not have a fully formed answer to his question, I responded by sharing with him a quote…