10.21.2010

thank you, anita hill

let's talk again
about
my skirt
my stockings
my hair
my mouth
my tits

i'll get your coffee

you can tell me
about
raping your wife
your anger
your rage
your violence

let's talk again
about
my cunt

i'm young
i can take it

i'll take a letter.

12 comments:

  1. You are on a roll, lady.

    I love your recent poems so much.

    This one is no exception.

    Wow.

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  2. Anyone that uses cunt in a poem
    is my goddess...
    I love ugly words made beautiful

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  3. jesus, this one has me all exhausted.
    thanks for appreciating.

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  4. If I had a secret club?

    You'd so be in it.

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  5. Visiting from Red Dress Club.

    I don't really know what to say, but wanted to let you know I stopped by.

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  6. well, thanks for coming over and reaching out!

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  7. Those were dark days indeed.
    You capture them perfectly here.

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  8. thank you, Nichole. i adore you.
    and not only because you like my poems.

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  9. I remember the whole Clarence-Thomas-pubic-hair-on-the-Coke-can debacle. The fact that he's STILL a judge is a damned shame.

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