#womanhood
Hier, la journée mondiale de la violence
faite aux femmes a encore remis sur la table cette terrifiante réalité humaine.
Quand cela cessera-t-il?
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i used to wish i were a man until i realized that not my body but the way i was treated because of it was to blame.
The fact that “dolls having a tea party” has stuck around in the public consciousness is fascinating to me.
Back in the Old Days, women did socialize at tea parties. So if a girl had a doll tea party, she was imitating her mom / other contemporary women.
But in Modern Times, women don’t have tea parties. So now, “dolls having a tea party” is an echo of an extinct behavior, repeated through the years until it’s no longer associated with anything ‘real’–only with play.
A Barbie themed for a tea party is a bit like if they made Transformers that turned into stagecoaches and horse-drawn buggies.
So you’re saying the modern equivalent would be dolls having an multi level marketing sales party?
damn, spitting truths
I strongly desire both
- MLM sales party Barbie, and
- horse-drawn stagecoach transformers (honestly I would watch that as an entire cartoon series)
There’s a mirror in your heart
That only you can see
There ain’t no mist or worry
Only reflections of you and me
Others will not be there
So who we living for?
No more hiding in the shadows
When love is sitting at our front door
Cuz it ain’t about the money
Or the clothes we choose to wear
So hear the words I speak and let the fears rest elsewhere.
How many times will you be born in me?
From fetus to corpse
From corpse to fetus
How many times will l feel you kicking in my womb wanting to get out of me?
How many times will l look at your face and recognize you in new being?
How many times will I carry you in my arms and rock you as if you were my child?
Not the other way round
Not the other way round
Me
who was born from you
Out if you
Because of you
Me who doesn’t know how to be without you
whose origin is in the seed you’ve sown
In your womb
In your womb
Patricia de Aquino
Would You take me on a date if I would look like this?
“ with love, sir, i wish to serve myself some bread before I serve you a course, for I’ve starved my own hunger, and now I crave anything alive.”
“ apologies, for I have been, scared, but aggressively, aggressively scared sir ”
“ I’ve washed dirt, and scrubed your basins white, sir, but I must say, your wine stained shirt remains. It commands me to honor it’s poetic wrath with reality ”
And how she thanked the world, for it’s awaited doom, in casual conversations about flowers,
she’d smile at autumn, for death wasn’t new to her, but the after…
“ Poetic Betrayals ” - Astha kesri
11.05.2022