“I marched seven miles in protest, since I had sobbed my soul out”

“half the nation condones sexual abuse, condones violation of women’s bodies”

…we go to bed and they bone on the couch…

“this election was like a giant, neon arrow pointing right back at yourself.”

“wearing red underwear from Retail Slut, with snaps that came apart very easily”

“Where the fuck were you, with your medical ethics, when women were dying”

“I try to draw irony to such things as social behavior.”

“her voice is gravel, a body of many small stones. The mouth of the cave”

“prove to my daughters that, though they bleed,
they are world makers”

“…singing creates the opportunity for the phoenix to rise from the ashes.”

“When I awake every morning, and proceed to wash my face, I’m reminded–I’m black”

“A bone juts out at an acute angle from my left arm”

“Portraits of parents who have lost their children to police violence.”

“Today I stay naked while they talk. Get more naked. Bra off. Whatever.”

“Here were clinical images of women touching their own bodies”

“Cry. Say nothing like that has ever happened to you.”

“…I felt free, but I had no one to go to.”

“we chew the caps and stems of the psilocybe cubensis mushrooms”

“just like that I was sleeping with all of white America”

“at other times I am what the cat
loves to get its paws on”