the witch doesn't burn in this one

some
fathers
will
c r a c k
their
daughter’s
teeth
with skinned
knuckles
&
when
her lover’s
fist
comes
for her
she will
offer him
an open-lipped
smile.
“it’s just like home,”
she’ll say.

women,

old women,

poor women,

trans women,

queer women,

jewish women,

women of color,

haven’t you
ever wished
you could
dance
in the ashes
of everyone who
ever doubted
your worth
& scoffed at
your words?

tell me
something,
would you?
haven’t you
ever wished
you could
dance
in the ashes
of everyone who
ever doubted
your worth
& scoffed at
your words?
(shhh,
it’s okay.
i won’t tell.)

“i don’t

wear makeup for others

the same way

i don’t

decorate

my house for others.

this is my

home

&

everything i do

is for

me.”

- tweet from september 28th, 2016.

eat.

fill yourself

with energy,

with sunlight.

treat your body

to tenderness &

lavender.

- we need you here & whole.

women:

we can

magic

f i r e

out of

a i r.

if

the very

idea

of

standing up

for myself

frightens you

so

damn much

then

i guess

the power

you thought

you held

over me

wasn’t that

impressive

in the

first place.

- fragile masculinity.

society

wrapped

a corset

around us,

fisted

the strings

& pulled

tight

as if

tuning

a new

violin,

&

until we

cut them

away

&

pull out

the

bones

we will

never discover

who we

truly are.

- unlearn this normalized self-hatred.

“i don’t

wear makeup for others

the same way

i don’t

decorate

my house for others.

this is my

home

&

everything i do

is for

me.”