• Something Different

    In another universe, perhaps the inverse of this very one, my name would be Gwen. Not Gwendolyn, simply, Gwen. Is she your local witch, or she simply found that earth tones are hers to keep. That bohemian muse for which I seek out of a place that has long snuffed out any trace of panoramic prosperity. As I to, must respect the title that was gifted to me by my mother, father, and Lord, so be it. I am Sydney in this timeline, maybe Gwen the next, perhaps Daphne in another. Hence, my soul never changes.

    Prose poetry, poetic prose, déjà vu. Something to share, silence is deafening.


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  • Empress of America

    She can’t save the world.

    She doesn’t need to save the world.

    The world needs saving from Her.

    Men know who Their Mothers are.

    Why do You think Lady Justice is just that?

    Why do You think Mother Earth is just that?

    Eve, Sarah, Rebecca, Mary, Stand Up!


    Men who champion the rhetoric that Feminism doesn’t care about their rights are upset that women are no longer being their saviors.

    A woman who practices exclusion is a man’s biggest fear. No longer having that attachment, that in-utero placement. It is perceived as a depraved injustice when a woman centers herself. Let alone a society of women networking. She/They are abandoning their motherhood. Womb control goes beyond reproductive rights, many young women in their 20s, which is at the height of fertility, have mothered a male partner at some point in the decade. Motherhood is instinctive to a fault. A disenfranchised man will always seek a green woman. For her green thumb.

    Most men hide behind Egalitarianism as a “gotcha” to Feminism. Simply because they feel some type of induced abandonment, concurrent to the violent eruption of childbirth. Men desire women to “spread eagle” under the American Eagle.

    How patriotic.

    Ten years ago, I was an Egalitarian. Wanting cool points from men who couldn’t care less about my existence. Ten years ago I was also thirteen. Ten years later I am now a twenty-three year old RadFem with a boyfriend who loves me with his life. The way life goes.


    (If Biden won’t do it, then I will!!!)

    Sunshine For President 2024

    #MakeAmericaBrightAgain

    Written on July 21st, 2024

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