Tag Archives: woman
Today as I was walking from my car at the gas pump into the store, a man who was driving by me rolled down his window and made retching sounds like he was going to vomit. He then laughed, rolled … Continue reading
He said, ‘If you prick us, do we not bleed?’ Shakespeare wrote of Jews, but read for I plead: What am I if not human? If not flesh? I am soft sensual curves; a fine wine. Curves meant for touching, curves meant for … Continue reading
I am woman. I am grace. I am wise. I am more than a gender; womanhood is my being.