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GUEST POST: You Are Next

January 20, 2013

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First they came for Janice Raymond
and I didn’t speak out because I wasn’t an academic.

Then they came for Mary Daly
and I didn’t speak out because I wasn’t a lesbian.

Then they came for Norah Vincent
and I didn’t speak out because I didn’t even read her book.

Then they came for Lierre Keith
and I didn’t speak out because I was afraid that I’d get attacked too.

Then they came for Sheila Jeffreys
and I didn’t speak out because her honest analysis makes my queer friends uncomfortable.

Then they came for Germaine Greer
and I didn’t speak out because she seems a little full of herself.

Then they came for Diane DiMassa
and I didn’t speak out because Hothead Paisan is soooo 1990s.

Then they came for Julie Bindel
and I didn’t speak out because she seems unpleasant.

Then they came for Cathy Brennan
and I didn’t speak out because I hate that woman.

Then they came for Christine Benvenuto
and I didn’t speak out because she was married to a man.

Then they came for Issa Rae
and I didn’t speak out because I have never seen Awkward Black Girl.

Then they came for Julie Burchill
and I didn’t speak out because I don’t like that she said “shims” in a political essay.

Then they came for Gallus Mag
and I didn’t speak out because I forgot how to speak.

Then they came for me,
and there was no one left to speak for me.

- An Anonymous Woman

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A Poetic Interlude

August 31, 2012

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Two fingers swipe

And swipe

Scrolling, stoned

Radscum, cats, quotes, gifs

Cathy Brennan blogs her phone number

Full disclosure as we’ve come to expect

I skim by then stop

Apocalypse scenarios – revolution

Fingers swipe upward

I put her number in my cell

Just in fucking case

Source.

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GUEST POST: Back In The Day

July 25, 2012

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Back in the day,

When we were young and

Full of hope,

When women had their places

To dream and plan

A future for their daughters,

Where women could love women

Freely

And not be defined by tv, fashion mags

And porn.

We were so innocent then,

We thought that we

Could fix it all with talk.

30 years,

Still we talk,

Still our lives and sex

And safety stolen from us.

Cis’d and dismissed.

Ali Batts

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