Thursday, July 25, 2013

They still control the world


My genitals have been the object of such a sadistic display
they keep me constantly awake with the pain…
Do whatever you can to survive.
You know, I think men love wars…
And my incurable anger, my unmendable wounds
break open further with tears, I am crying helplessly,
and they still control the world, and you are not in my arms.
From 21 Love Poems (IV) by Adrienne Rich

Painting by Elisabeth Slettnes

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