Tag Archives: rebellion
pay no mind
break all the mirrors throw the make up into the sea burn the tight shirts, the expensive jeans, the uncomfortable shoes don’t look any kind of way just be. fuck all the rest
Filed under first person, instructions, prose
Her
Stop it right now. She’s not prudish. She’s not frigid. She’s not wrong. Stop telling Her She’s wrong. Why are you trying to change Her mind? It’s Her body, Her vagina, Her choice. Who are you to judge this brazen, … Continue reading
Filed under singular, third person
