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onna bugeisha: daughter mine

19 Wednesday Mar 2014

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Around the body, puddled, as you breathe,
I feel your heart beating softer, slower,

drying begins from heated bodies. We
play in puddles, this sweet-scented moisture

that glows, cools, as the friction-induced beads
of sweat evaporates. Sunlight slavers

upon hard muscles, what falls, slashed through, bleeds
through these dappled down drapes —- gypsum lovers,

soft, lithe —- our aftermath. The story we’re
leaving for new generations. Daughter,

learn the sword, battle plans, the dialect
of war, for then you’ll protect the queer,

daft and fabulous. A godling savior
no man has ever been: divine, perfect.

my heroes in the face of disaster, pain and sorrow

17 Monday Feb 2014

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Let’s put faces on my heroes, the women who have dedicated their lives to making this miserable world better. Cathay Williams (September 1844 – 1892), a soldier, the first African-American woman to enlist in the United States of America. I have been told not to be ashamed of my military, that the My Lai Massacre, and all rapes and mutilations by Americans are a distant part of history …

… but Goddess Damn All Rapists, they are not.

For all my sisters who enlisted, who dedicated themselves to making the American idea better; for all those women and men who’ve been hurt, raped and killed by their fellow soldiers …

… you have been, you are now, and you will ever be my heroes. For now and forever. I can only give my blessings, for what that is worth, because you are braver than I will ever be.