Category: sexism
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Thumbtacks
Election Day, trying to avoid the news trying to think of anything but this election On a friend’s page, I see a picture of a pinup girl, wonder what she was like when she wasn’t a fantasy I feel guilty for looking, but I look anyway, tell myself that the person she was that day…
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Translucent rags
After everyone had gone home only the pulsating glow of embers remained. I watched a possum walk through the yard. A woman appears in the chair next to me, wild hair, dressed in translucent rags that moved in a wind I could not feel. She says the moon is beautiful, I reply I cannot see…
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Questions for a podophiliac
Tell me, what’s so cool about glass slippers you only wear at royal balls? Calves are sexier in high heels and the butt angle is more inviting. When I think of slippers I think of fuzzy comfort to keep your feet warm not something that may shatter, if a Prince Charming steps on your foot.…
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Front yards
You want a house on the edge of town land enough for a garden, chickens and guinea hens You want a screened porch to keep mosquitoes at bay and a stately oak tree to day dream under You want a nice cafe and coffee shop to walk to an independent book store next to the…
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The Problem with the American male
Once upon a time, the American male sat up in the middle of the night and became woke and he reluctantly admitted to himself that all the gods and goddesses of Bullfinch’s Mythology aren’t real and he reluctantly admitted to himself that all of his boyhood fantasies are misogynistic nonsense and he knew man came…
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A Woman of Bloomsbury
Rocks on the bottom of the River Ouse are stained with ink of stories unwritten You read the last page went to bed woke in the night with tears in your eyes You wish you could have saved her you wish you could save them all You stand at the kitchen window watch a woman…
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Lot’s wife
(Sometimes, the patriarchy makes you ashamed to be a man) To the woman scripture does not name who cared enough to look back they still preach your story as a cautionary tale of a disobedient wife who cared enough to gaze back at what was lost No one judges your husband a father who offered…
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in the kingdom of the mad
In the Kingdom of the Mad fashionistas wear fur coats made from rabbits sold as Easter bunnies to little kids last spring but claim they are made of lemming fur torn off bloated bodies pulled from an arctic surf meat and bones rendered into pet food sold at Petco In the Kingdom of the Mad…
My husband's poetry 