The human race,
Some sad experiment…
A planted seed that promised growth
Then failed and simply bent.
Could we have lived, I wonder,
As bees within a hive,
Or dolphins in the deep blue sea
Who, as a pod, all thrive?
I watch a chipmunk skitter
Through the fallen leaves,
The birds up in the treetops
With no need to ‘believe’
We’re flawed, I think,
A grand mistake,
The worst of what might be
And pale, in comparison,
To every living tree.
The first time I saw Lena, she was rounding a corner in our house that broadly consisted of the doorway that led from the kitchen, skirted the entrance corner area of the dining room, then opened into a small so-called entrance hall that lay between the front door, the…
(Trigger warning : sexual abuse)
I am a vagina.
This is my story.
I am a vagina; I am a passageway, a hall, a tunnel, a glove, a slip-and-slide.
Things move it through me, coming and going and mostly coming.
I do nothing, except squeeze occasionally. My job is to…
I’ve written on Medium before about my experience of making eye-to-eye contact with my firstborn child which event took place almost 48 years ago. The pregnancy itself had been a blast, an experience I totally enjoyed right up until I didn’t, which was about five hours into what would become…
In 1988 the Universe saw fit to gift me with an incurable disease that was supposed to do away with me by some time in the 90’s. It was an interesting and remarkably painful condition, the full name for it is Diffuse Progressive Systemic Sclerosis (aka Scleroderma). The disease essentially…
When was the last time you used — or heard used — any of the following words in the context of an insult?
Dick (also Dick-head)
Penis (face, head, brain, etc.)
I‘m kind of hoping that your answer to that question was, “Never have; never will.”…
I know who I am. For as long as I can recall, I have known who I am; and, for as long as I can recall, someone, somewhere has had trouble with that… I have ceased to give a fark. (That’s so cute! Dragon Speaking (un) Naturally — which I…
I am a 75-year-old woman, vibrant and vital, a writer and an artist. I am married to a 75-year-old man, a retired scientist who has taken up building things, including the house we live in, two sheds — because… tools — a play-set for the kids in the community, etc…