LOVE IS A TERRIBILE BEAST
Love is a terrible beast,
It will swallow your pride and make you
humble
Like Kendrick said,
It will make the sun set in the east
and it will make you feel so much
that you’ll wanna be numb.
It will make you sad
really sad
terribly sad
It will make you cum
and turn your eyes backwards
and vibrate with every cell of your body
with just a finger’s touch.
It’s a terrible wonderful thing,
a mythological creature so real
it will make you loose belief
because seeing is better than trusting, always.
Love will make you dance,
It will make you laugh uncontrollably
And do dangerous things feeling the bravest.
Love will you make you have out of body experiences
and will teach you compassion,
love will make you passion-addicted,
so much, that everything else will seem flat
and everyone else will seem wrong.
Love is 666
and is also 222
and all the other angel numbers,
even 1
But one is one,
there’s nothing that can be done about it
and the beast is always hungry
for one’s desire.

WOMANHOOD
“Per ogni sorella stuprata e offesa, siamo tutte parte lesa”
One of the things I hate about womanhood
is the trying extra hard
for my ideas to be regarded as smart and not just the result of fruitful intuition, or sensitivity, or a sixth sense.
“a great invention” - it must be a man’s
I hate the way some guys ask you if “you know how to do it” while your male colleague is trying to unscrew a screw with a hammer
Yet nobody
tells him
anything
“he must now what he’s doing, he is a man".
Only women have to prove it twice.
“I don't want you to get hurt”
"It just looks so heavy"
Some times I feel guilty for no reason.
I blame myself for things that was I taught to shame.
Things about being a woman.
As if Eve really carried any guilt.
One of the things I hate the most about womanhood is the hatred.
The being utterly annoyed when men are shallow
and politically lazy
Talking
Laughing
Judging
What do they know about fear?
I fucking hate stereotypes
(not that women don’t do stereotypes) - of course we do
Errar humano est and sex has nothing to do with being and asshole
But there’s just something about the way in which men do certain things
that makes me frightened
Or anxous
Or angered
Or in the danger
Sometimes all of the above
It’s curious how all of my sisters can relate,
while most of my brothers just get it but
it's all "too political
too emotional
It’s just too much"
We answer:
“How can my body not be political?
How can our feelings not be considered?
How can I be any less?
Are we not allowed to demand that our history is taken into account?
I cannot deny my womanwood
. I wouldn’t anyway
. Because I live in a body
that deals with a lot of shit
everyday
and so did my mother
Her sister,
My grandmother,
My girlfriends
All the women that came that came before us
And all the women with whom we share the earth.
One of the things that I’ve learned to love
about womanhood is acknowledging the collective wound
that we all carry
and the thing that annoys me the most
is the guys that say they get, that we are right
But still do nothing about it.
