This is for the old folks who I've been missing and haven't visitted in ages. How are you? How've you been? What have I missed? I'm enjoying reading your words again. Rediscovering everybody. This is the only thing I've written in 2006 that I haven't edited until there was nothing left.
Swallowed Woman
I am not a feminist But I do have one that sits under my ear And she is one judgemental bitch She tells me stories About me when I was young and I had a voice and it was loud About me when I was a beast who couldn't be tamed About me reading poetry in a crowd and How I fucked a woman more than once
She remembers when the dr said I'll give you these morning after pills, but You have to protect yourself because Protecting yourself is the only way to ensure your freedom and self protection is a right that many women fought hard to achieve and Young woman, you can't come back here for these pills again It is your RIGHT and your RESPONSIBILITY to make sure that your wild nights don't grow into wildly needing babies and he predicted it
one year later my wildly growing fetus started changing my plans and flipping in belly water born to be my redefinition stripped me of my labels and named me mother taught me how to run on pure necessity even on sleepless nights when I woke up with nothing left to offer but "mommy" mommy needs sleep, mommy needs to eat something, mommy's nipples hurt taught me how sometimes it's more important to gurgle and tickle and just be together than to just be on time for once time has stopped and my self is being built quietly in the background while I move nimbly among necessities and have to's and renegotiations my inner poet is lost inside the pockets of my diaper bag, and my feminist is stuck on top of my shoulder whispering to me that I am the mom of girls and I need to remember what it is to be a woman in order to teach my girls how to be the woman that I used to be before I lost my feminism and gained my family Because I've learned to make peace with a peaceful woman that just isn't me I've learned to make peace with my necessities and my silence and my silent necessities But I cannot raise strong women unless I can remember how to be one
4. "unless i can remember how to be one" In response to Reply # 0
you just don't know... how good...
it is....
to see your name...
on this board...
again....
especially for these lines:
Young woman, you can't come back here for these pills again It is your RIGHT and your RESPONSIBILITY to make sure that your wild nights don't grow into wildly needing babies and he predicted it
one year later my wildly growing fetus started changing my plans and flipping in belly water born to be my redefinition stripped me of my labels and named me mother taught me how to run on pure necessity even on sleepless nights when I woke up with nothing left to offer but "mommy" mommy needs sleep, mommy needs to eat something, mommy's nipples hurt taught me how sometimes it's more important to gurgle and tickle and just be together than to just be on time for once time has stopped and my self is being built quietly in the background while I move nimbly among necessities and have to's and renegotiations my inner poet is lost inside the pockets of my diaper bag, and my feminist is stuck on top of my shoulder whispering to me that I am the mom of girls and I need to remember what it is to be a woman in order to teach my girls how to be the woman that I used to be before
hello.
and welcome back. even if it's only for a day or two or three...
Oh so delicious...and the whole concept of a swallowed woman is just too clean...
http://worthwatering.blogspot.com Can it be I stayed away too long?/ Did I leave your mind when I was gone?/ It's not my thing trying to get back/ But this time let me tell you where I'm at-- Jackson Five
it's nice to see the old folk mosey on in here(smiles)
as always...potent and solid:
born to be my redefinition stripped me of my labels and named me mother taught me how to run on pure necessity even on sleepless nights when I woke up with nothing left to offer but "mommy"
come on back soon...miss k
if you didn't define yourself for yourself you'd be crunched into other peoples fantasies of you an eaten alive.
9. "I'm so glad so many of you are still here!" In response to Reply # 0
It's so nice to "see" y'all!
I just wrote something else that I'm dying to share (another mama kind of piece):
I pledge that if I see you in the grocery store trying to hack your way through a a forest of jumping weeds that you gave birth to not realizing that they would need quite as much attention when all you're trying to do is find food to put into their little bellies
that I will not pass judgement on your methods of clearing the brush Instead, like a noble ambassodor of one jungle country to its neighbor I will offer to send out my peacekeeping force to your country and pick up the damned noodles myself or tell a knock knock joke in the language of your people or, if the situation continues to progress I will use my VooDoo magic to pull pennies from my ears and (hopefully) silence out of chaos
------------------------------- not quite as romantic as the old stuff, but it's where I'm at.....
aahhhhhhh so nice to see two halves of one person connecting to make a whole again!
Thanks for reading and popping in-
.....
"Who need fossil fuel when the sun ain't goin' nowhere" - Amiri Baraka
11. "RE: Swallowed woman" In response to Reply # 0
But I cannot raise strong women unless I can remember how to be one
best line, in my opinion. sure you have to bend a break a little yourself, especially under what life throws at you, but it's always important that the next generation of women push forward and grow stronger.
>I lost my feminism and gained my family >Because I've learned to make peace with a peaceful woman that >just isn't me >I've learned to make peace with my necessities and my silence and my silent necessities But I cannot raise strong women unless I can remember how to be one
ooowweee.. wow... that is a real strong piece right there... keep doin ya thing lady....
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"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth."
>I am not a feminist >But I do have one that sits under my ear >And she is one judgemental bitch >She tells me stories >About me when I was young and I had a voice and it was loud >About me when I was a beast who couldn't be tamed >About me reading poetry in a crowd and >How I fucked a woman more than once > >She remembers when the dr said >I'll give you these morning after pills, but >You have to protect yourself because >Protecting yourself is the only way to ensure your freedom >and >self protection is a right that many women fought hard to >achieve and >Young woman, >you can't come back here for these pills again >It is your RIGHT and your RESPONSIBILITY >to make sure that your wild nights don't grow into >wildly needing babies >and >he predicted it > >one year later my >wildly growing fetus started >changing my plans and flipping in belly water >born to be my redefinition >stripped me of my labels and named me mother >taught me how to run on pure necessity even on sleepless >nights when >I woke up with nothing left to offer but "mommy" >mommy needs sleep, mommy needs to eat something, mommy's >nipples hurt >taught me how sometimes it's more important to gurgle and >tickle and just be >together than to >just be on time for once >time has stopped >and my self is being built quietly in the background while I >move nimbly among necessities and have to's and >renegotiations >my inner poet is lost inside the pockets of my diaper bag, and >my feminist is >stuck on top of my shoulder whispering to me that I >am the mom of girls and I >need to remember what it is to be a woman >in order to teach my girls >how to be the woman that I used to be before >I lost my feminism and gained my family >Because I've learned to make peace with a peaceful woman that >just isn't me >I've learned to make peace with my necessities and my silence >and my >silent necessities But I cannot raise strong women unless I >can remember how to be one
http://worthwatering.blogspot.com Can it be I stayed away too long?/ Did I leave your mind when I was gone?/ It's not my thing trying to get back/ But this time let me tell you where I'm at-- Jackson Five
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