Parlourwaalis

All that I’ve learned about feminism and its intersectionality, pitfalls, and successes can be distilled into a visit to my neighborhood beauty parlour. You know the kinds. You’ve been to one too; the types with no fancy frills or single-use wax sticks. The one where there’s no concept of disposable ‘gowns’ for you to wear….

float your gods on me

I read a poem last week, some real hot take on the military state of whiteness, that took the juice out of words to keep them young and blotted the lftovrs w cultrl refrncs made to blueprint the base of operations, made to unmask the latest imitation, ordered with just enough private education to reveal…

Fight like a Girl

10 Eponymous. The most ignorant myth perpetuated about childhood abuse is that all sufferers/survivors must have experienced some form of measurable or visible violence. If the story isn’t grafted on your physical skin, it is possibly untrue. That if your devastation hasn’t been continual and corporeal, it wasn’t exigent. That you MUST have always hated…