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My new iphone cover featuring Kali The Destroyer from my friend Janice Duke. http://society6.com/JaniceDuke
How Do Women Get Dressed in the Morning?
In a world of prudes, sluts and rapists
An outfit is no longer a fashion statement
But an excuse
And a reason
To be harmed
Even knee length skirts
Are a reason
But if you add knee socks to hide your legs
Then it becomes too sexual
You’re a whore
A tank top that shows shoulders is asking for it
It makes your breasts whisper “touch me”
Or
So I’m told
I’ve listened closely
And mine do not speak
If I dress conservative
Then I’m a prude
A stuck up bitch(girl)
Who needs it bad
But is too high and mighty to ask
If I wear a T-shirt and jeans
Then it must only be because
I know it shows my hourglass
Because I want to feel sexy
Not because I find Levi’s comfortable
A mini skirt and low cut blouse
Would make me a slut
With a bad reputation
Something easy to touch at a party
After I have a beer or two
Not a victim of PTSD
Who was just able to look in the mirror this year
They don’t see self confidence
They see
Slut, whore, loose woman
Printed on the fabric of everything in my closet
Nun outfit
Nurse
Maid
School Girl
Don’t bother picking a costume at Halloween
If your clothes aren’t good enough
During the rest of the year
Then Halloween must be a conspiracy
Don’t wear your hair in pigtails
It’s too sexual
They’ll call them ‘handle bars’
Don’t wear a ponytail
They’ll just use it to grab you
Don’t leave your hair down
It means you’re flirty
And gives them something to run their fingers through
It doesn’t matter what you wear anymore
But they like to tell you it does
It makes them feel better to have an excuse
To say you picked the outfit
Wear a business suit
Or go naked
It’s your fault either way
They have to say something
To get off the hook,
To let them sleep tonight
3/24/13
Bree Felling
www.breefelling.com
By poet, spoken word artist, author and activist, Bree Felling
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18 rooms
$37,000
I’m yours
ghosts and all.”
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These awesome self-portraits of 21 year-old Kyle Thompson from Chicago are magical. On his Flickr page, Thompson says, “I like taking photos in abandoned houses and empty forests”, which explains the backdrop for many of his shots.
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I am close to finishing my book. I’m not sure when I’ll release it. Since I’ve started this book I’ve become a game designer, moved to Seattle, fought against eating disorders and depression, drank too much, gave up drinking, started burning fire poi, started modeling and learning photography editing, learned some uncomfortable truths about myself, made new friends, fought loneliness, found beauty.
The book is about lesbian romance, horror, demons, and drugs. But it’s also about my relationship with my mother, and my relationship with my girlfriend. I had never before been able to write about love in a way that could last - just like Lily in the book, I believed myself to be cursed. Unloveable. A product of a broken home that carried abuse and sadness in my synapses.
I am still with the girl that I based one of the main characters off of, and one of my sole motivations for writing the book in the first place. I thought if she were to leave me, I’d be unable to continue writing.
Nothing I wrote would be true. I was not something that could be loved.
I am almost finished with this book and I am crying and when I look in the mirror I see how frail I’ve become, and I’m afraid my heart might give out. I wonder a lot if I’ll die in my sleep, if I’ll be walking down second street and just collapse and convulse. I’m dehydrated. I drink too much coffee. I’m tired all the time. Looking in the mirror has become a horror show.
But despite that, I know that I am something that can be loved, and I have the capacity to love in return. It’s the only reason I was able to continue.
Venus, #2 and #4, 2013
Nico Krijno
