One day, when I was six, I became a mountain
It was the day I yelled and screamed with righteousness into thick air, the air my only witness, while I sat on my bed’s soft bedrock
And with my pillow I swiped at that air, at the bed, at the enemy sitting next to me — her name was Injustice
And the rage burst out like lava from a fissure that needed so much to crack open and Injustice was afraid of me and though the lesson did not teach her anything I learnt there was power in my truth and in my anger
I was a mountain
Tag: Rage
Let there be storms – Georgiann Carlson
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JUSTICE – Candice Louisa Daquin
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I Knew My Name- Christine Ray
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The Name They Call Her- Christine Ray
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This Room is Not for Rent-Christine Ray
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Feminism is my Realism- Kindra M. Austin & Christine Ray
I am Organism Female Defense Mechanism Natural Feminism is my Realism Because #MeToo, Motherfuckers I’ve been abused Been paid less cash Called a Radical Cunt a… Read more “Feminism is my Realism- Kindra M. Austin & Christine Ray”
Blood Into Ink #MeToo Writing Contest First Place: Kristiana Reed/To Blaze
These women didn’t rescue voices to watch you bow out of this life and the next, the weight of shame and scandal sinking you to their knees… Read more “Blood Into Ink #MeToo Writing Contest First Place: Kristiana Reed/To Blaze”
Silence Will No Longer Ring in My Ears- Christine Ray
I will not be silent I will not maintain the peace I will say the ugly words out loud and I will not flinch Murder Rape Incest… Read more “Silence Will No Longer Ring in My Ears- Christine Ray”
Whisper and the Roar 