Alan wasn’t good in sports which was unfortunate because his father was. He could never kick a ball towards where he wanted it to go and he’d always drop the frisbee. He tried, though, as hard as he could. But the harder he tried the worse he seemed at sports. There was a sports day […]
moreOne day, they all died: the three wise men whose knowledge she had been destined to call on. The first wise man gave her a soul, then planted the seed of will into it. She was no longer an empty shell. But neither was she carefree. The second caressed her body, called it a temple […]
moreI write a little something about the female orgasm and kaboom – my stats quadruple. This is highly addictive. More, I think, more. In fact, the mechanisms of that are quite like the orgasm itself. Right? Should I, therefore, be spending the rest of my days in quest of the Multiple Orgasm and subsequently writing […]
moreHave you ever wondered why some women get orgasms easily and other don’t? Of course you have. We all have. Especially if you find yourself on the wrong side of the question. I have finally figured it out. I had an epiphany last night. One of those highly intellectual insights that I simply must share […]
moreShe carries her silence within her, whispers as she tells us to bend forward, hands on the floor. One leg, then the next. Slowly, very slowly. At first my legs hurt, burn, pinch. And then, after a while, they soften. Because I have taken that time. Next, we stand on our toes in silence. The […]
moreOnce upon a time, a white woman laughed at another white woman who had taken up a course in African dance. The laughing white woman considered it insanely absurd to watch white women stomp around as if they were African. The other white woman suddenly felt ashamed and stupid. She stopped taking classes. Belly dancing. […]
moreManuela is 35. Annemarie is 17. We are from Spain, Canada, Japan, France, Italy, America, Holland. We, the women, in our skirts and heels. We look awkward sometimes, while dancing. And sometimes we can look good. The teacher, Felipe, asks “you got it?” He asks in Spanish. I answer in English, “sometimes yes, sometimes no.” […]
moreBlossom snow. Swallows that dance above our heads. “Last time I saw you you were pregnant!” and I moved my hands towards her in enthusiasm, ready to embrace her, or for her to gloat over a picture. “Yes,” she said, “I was.” And it was clear to me. I didn’t need her tears to tell […]
moreshe hasn’t seen her daughter for eight years. life is a temple built on fears, for some. for others it is a wasted opportunity. noisy pleasure that yells and kicks and screams: there should be more to life.more than simply this? but here it is. a woman was once somebody’s child her mother left one […]
moreTwo women had an argument today, right outside school. In the middle of the street, just like that. One hippy-looking lady and another dark-haired upper class looking lady. I have noticed them many times before. Some people somehow naturally draw attention. These two women both do. And now these two women were raising their voices […]
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