I am a feminist and I write when different moods strike me.
I slept on my arms
tightened around my knees
which are resting on the
part of earth I am aware of
...
The same old same old same oldness of things
the tiring vicious trot
a conscious step forward and
an unconscious step backward
...
Running away is so exciting,
from problems, from people
and from the self from time to time,
...
It is tasty to do that oh yes
to do the guessing game
of understanding others,
Ha, look now I am believing
...
Patterns are patterns
whether they are for resistance
or for acceptance
for love or for everything else
...