See me, see you. Yes, I am a woman, but see you. See me, see your mother. See me, see your sister. See your daughter, see your wife. When you hurt me, call me bitch and whore, you degrade your mother. When you objectify me, rape me, defame me, you subjugate your sister. See me, […]
Trafficking in Poetry
Cages. Consider a birdcage. If you look very closely at just one wire in the cage, you cannot see the other wires. If your conception of what is before you is determined by this myopic focus, you could look at that one wire, up and down the length of it, and be unable to see […]



