Featured Post: Backlash – Tamara Fricke

I’m a lesbian
because I can install
a garbage disposal
and don’t like
being called a cunt.

I am a whore
because I like
my body, sex, and
am totally comfortable
talking about it.

I am a second-class
woman because
I refuse to reproduce.

I am bossy and bitchy
and pushy and stuck-up
and a know-it-all for
being well educated,
articulate and successful.

I am a murderer
because I chose
what was best
for my body
and that child’s life.

And I deserve
every ounce of abuse
because I dared
step into a manly
manipulated world.


Tamara Fricke is the 2010 co-winner of the Gertrude Claytor Award of the Academy of American Poets and is previously published by The Lyon Review, Meat for Tea, Attack Bear Press Poetry Vending Machine, Whisper and the Roar, We Will Not Be Silenced, and has been included in a number of compilations.  Her poetry chapbook Our Requiem was released in 2014.  She lives in Springfield, MA, with an ungrateful cat, where she writes grants professionally.

Featured Post: Backlash – Georgiann Carlson

most women
are cats at heart
wild
free spirits
independent
untamable
intelligent
and
at times
vicious
that’s why
a lot of men
like dogs
but women
pay a price for being feline
there’s a BACKLASH
that is fired directly at them
since freedom and independence
are not allowed
in a world
where men
want to control everything women do
but men should remember
that cats always land on their feet
and cats have needle sharp claws
and very pointy teeth
and even if men take eight of a feline’s nine lives
she’ll still have one left

HISSSS


I’m an artist, a writer, a vegetarian, an animal rights activist, and quite a few other things as well. I love books, cats, philosophy, good conversation, Chicago and the arts. So my blog is full of bits and pieces but it’s the bits and pieces that make life interesting to me. You can read more of my writing at Rethinking Life

Featured Post: Women Who Run With Wolves – Tamara Fricke

Maiden, Mother, Crone
seduce the night
and wrap us tightly
in your honeysuckle thighs
as we draft a new tomorrow
on one another’s skin

Mother, Crone, Maiden
suckle every hungry spirit
with mother-milked kindness
and spare not the rod lest
it spoil humanity as a whole

Crone, Maiden, Mother
let me scream every obscenity
until they imbed in stone
drafting tattoos on mountain faces
time can’t unforge.

Forgive this rage
and let me run again
freely, with my pack.


Tamara Fricke is the 2010 co-winner of the Gertrude Claytor Award of the Academy of American Poets and is previously published by The Lyon Review, Meat for Tea, Attack Bear Press Poetry Vending Machine, Whisper and the Roar, We Will Not Be Silenced, and has been included in a number of compilations.  Her poetry chapbook Our Requiem was released in 2014.  She lives in Springfield, MA, with an ungrateful cat, where she writes grants professionally.

Featured Post: Women Who Run With Wolves – Marie Prichard

We are the women who run with wolves.
Daughters of she-wolves
Children of the past.
Gracing our mothers’ footsteps
With those of our own.
Slipping through forests of quiet calmness
Together, we move as one.
Embodiments of lupine eloquence
Connected to ancient rituals.
Silhouetted against the night sky
We lift our heads
And fill the air with a harmony of voices
Carried across the winds.
Our cries intermingle
With the cries of those who came before us
As we follow the beckoning calls
And our daughters become
The women who run with wolves.


Marie Prichard is a longtime writer and educator. She lives on an island in the Pacific Northwest with her wife, their two wiener dogs, and a Munchkin cat. She loves reading, writing, walking the beach, and filling her wife’s pockets with heart rocks. You can read more of her writing on Medium

Women Who Run with Wolves – Georgiann Carlson

women and wolves
are wild things
that cannot be tamed
men want to kill them
because they cannot be controlled
but women and wolves run together
they are pack
their hearts beat as one
no man can ever change that


I’m an artist, a writer, a vegetarian, an animal rights activist, and quite a few other things as well. I love books, cats, philosophy, good conversation, Chicago and the arts. So my blog is full of bits and pieces but it’s the bits and pieces that make life interesting to me. You can read more of my writing at Rethinking Life

Women Who Run With Wolves – Patricia Harris

Patricia Harris women who run with wolves

Patricia Harris is a dreamer, crafter, gamer and digital artist who loves creativity in life. She is a devoted mom who can be found doing a variety of art when she isn’t penning poetry and writing words. For more from Patricia, check out Facebook or her blog.

Featured Post: Ain’t I a Woman? – Tamara Fricke

same skin and muscle
same strength and hunger
whole-souled and whetted wit
we are as constant as surging seas
more bountiful than fruited plains
filled with kinetic energy
and on the brink of eruption

Ain’t I a Woman?

having begged and cajoled
on bended knee, tongues lagging,
blurry-eyed, our pints
remain Sahara dry, and now
at the edge of starvation,
hallucinating from thirst
your flint and our tinder
set a stage for penitent fire

Ain’t I a Woman?

knowing a sister’s worth
lock-stepped together
our fire will rage so blistering
soot will render all ashen grey
and in final defiance,
refusing succor, we’ll whisper
at the grave, “ain’t you a woman?”


Tamara Fricke is the 2010 co-winner of the Gertrude Claytor Award of the Academy of American Poets and is previously published by The Lyon Review, Meat for Tea, Attack Bear Press Poetry Vending Machine, Whisper and the Roar, We Will Not Be Silenced, and has been included in a number of compilations.  Her poetry chapbook Our Requiem was released in 2014.  She lives in Springfield, MA, with an ungrateful cat, where she writes grants professionally.