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A Word About Tits
Aeolian Heart
Blood
Bring on the Blood
Chalice
Charletons and Snake Oil Freaks
Cosmic Consciousness
Doula
Drunk with My Creative Muse
Emotional Bouquets
Empower My Cunt
Favorites of a Menstruating Woman
Hatha Yoga
Hurt Again
I am a Gentle Woman
I am Called Too Big
I am Determined to See
I am the Bountiful Witch
I am Wombin
I Cried Today
I have Created a Womb-in
I like Me
In the Wheel
I Want
I’ve Learned to Hold my Tougue
Imbolc Spring Cleaning Candlemas
Jealousy is Hard and Cold
Leave Me to Be
Menopausal Wimmin
Menopausal Witch
Merry Meet Lady Luna
Mundane Magick
My Beloved Dead
My Garden is Me
Our Lady of the Starry Night
People Marks
Pre Moon Shakti
Riding Estrogen Bareback
Round and Soft
Seeing People
Suck It Up
The Celtic Cross of Taste
The Child Within
The Place Between Right and Wrong
The Romance of the Sky King and the Earth Mother
Tortured Soul
Unwanted Change
Vulvahhhh
War
When Deep Sadness is like Labor
When the Moon is Right
Wimmin
Witches and Mediums
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Everywhere I go, I find a poet has been there before me.
-Sigmund Freud
Hurt Again
How do I find myself hurt again?
Mystery, practical joke played on self
I’ve decided to pull away-to pull in
I’m no longer available-you miss out
I miss out-but it can’t be helped
I’m not willing to do all the work
I can’t play in the drama
I know your venom; I’ve felt your sting
Won’t do it anymore, won’t do it
Say what you will behind my back
Too much fairy dust is on me anyway
It’ll do me good to b vilified-good indeed
Maybe the words will follow me to my grave
And I will be known as “the ol’ pariah”
Much more freedom in being bad then
In being good all the time
Perhaps with this way of perceiving my reality
I will never be hurt again
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