anne sexton’s HER KIND

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HER KIND

Todos sozinhos eu saí, uma bruxa possessa,
assombrando o ar negro, mais corajosa à noite;
sonhando maldade, realizei meu voo
por sobre as casas, luz após luz:
Eu sou um coisa sozinha, com doze dedos, fora do juízo.
Uma mulher como essa não é uma mulher, quase.
Uma vez eu era o tipo dela.

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I have gone out, a possessed witch,
haunting the black air, braver at night;
dreaming evil, I have done my hitch
over the plain houses, light by light:
lonely thing, twelve-fingered, out of mind.
A woman like that is not a woman, quite.
I have been her kind.

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— from Anne Sexton, HER KIND

pakistan blast kills female students

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My friend Scott, author of the blog Human Writes, has been for a while following and championing the poetry and life of a Pakistani poet, Maryam Shahbaz, who lives in the city of Sialkot. I’ve been following his posts because, frankly, her work is amazing (and so is his) and I can’t wait until her book of poetry is published so I can have my very own copy as well.

It was with shock and dismay that I read about a bomb going off at an all-woman’s university in the city of Quetta, killing at least one student. The BBC reported:

At least 11 students and have been killed and 22 wounded in a blast on a bus at a university for women in the north-western Pakistani city of Quetta. “It was an improvised explosive device placed in the women university bus,” police chief Zubair Mahmood said. Some attacks are carried out by separatists and others by Islamists who oppose women’s education.

Here in the West artists have the freedom to write or make whatever they want and there are virtually no repercussions. They do not craft work that threatens any established order, they say nothing that is a blasphemy in a world where simply being female and educated is seen as a sin by some, and most importantly, their art changes no lives for the better. Not in real, concrete ways, not like Maryam is trying to do.

My heart and thoughts go out to those hurt and killed in yesterday’s terrorist attack. The dark that surrounds us is a violent and cruel place toward those who try to speak the truth, for those who attempt to change the established order for the better of everyone. No one ever wishes to find themselves in such a world; however, when we do we have a moral obligation to help change it. Even if my personal art does not change anything, I can deeply support those whose art does.

Thank you, Scott, for following the work of this brave poet and thank you everyone who supports Pakistan, feminism and the arts. These are the tools that will help us change future generations for the better. Blessings.

the fox demon at the reichenbach falls

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Besta, demônio, menina. Você não é um animal, a não ser que as montanhas são animais. A não ser que os deuses andam sobre quatro patas, e foda-se como bestas. Porque quando nós foder não há nada restante humano. Teu almíscar, perfume, instinto animal enche meu sangue. Ai!, azul raposa demônio, eu vou esperar por você em nosso Reichenbach cachoeira. Por favor, não me deixe pendurada.
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Beast, demon, girl. You are not an animal, unless the mountains are like animals. Unless the gods walk on all fours and fuck like beasts. Because when we fuck there is nothing human in us left. Your musk, your perfume, your animal instinct fills my blood. Blue fox demon, I’ll wait for you at our own Reichenbach falls. Please do not keep me hanging.
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more than biology

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Eu não concordo que este é nada mais que um truque da natureza, que nos impele a ter nossa espécie preservada. No chão do banheiro, nossas roupas. No chuveiro, nossas corpos suados. No ar, sussurros e gemidos. Isto é como os deuses falar. O orgasmo que nos permite ver seus rostos. Um pouco a língua, delírio e um quente do noite. Esta mais do que simples biologia.
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I do not agree that this is nothing more than some trick of nature that forces us to have our species preserved. On the bathroom floor, our clothes. In the shower, our sweaty bodies. In the air, whispers and moans. This is how the gods speak. The orgasm that allows us to see their faces. A little tongue, delirium and one hot night. This more than just mere biology.
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i will burn through you (eu vou queimar através de você)

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Línguas, garras, fantasias na tua boca.
Beijar meu alienígena de ácido
revestimento meu grelo e lábios.
De orgasmo do supernova explodindo.
Meu desejo completamente cósmico.
Beije-me, se você ousar.
Meu esporra vai queimar através de você.

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Tongues, claws, fantasies in your mouth.
Kiss my alien acid
coating my clit and lips.
Supernova exploding orgasm.
My desire is completely cosmic.
Kiss me, if you dare.
My cum will burn right through you.

 

Eu sou um química adoradora, entendimento purple haze, xenomorph desejos. Uma punheta torna-se longas noites de alegrias breves sob as pontas dos dedos. Você não está entendendo. Ácido entrelaçada com meu sangue. Extraterrestre movimentos da minha pele. Alien sentimento e desejo.
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I am a worshiper of chemistry, understanding purple haze, xenomorph desires. A handjob becomes long nights of brief joys under the fingertips. You do not understand. Acid intertwined with my blood. Extraterrestrial movements of my skin. Alien feelings and desire.