I am a feminist I am a feminist because I believe in gender equality My long and short of it, this is I am clear it is clear *** Removed from the cluttering chatters and detractive dialogue about bitterness, men-hating, lipstick, sluts, ice-queens, whores, ladies, petticoats, bitter, better I am clear It is clear I...
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My Boyfriend Has A Girlfriend …
They are happy
He makes her sandwiches
She gets to smell his crisp scent, of nourishing nothingness
He gives her neck-kisses in the morning, tells her she is loved, he loves her and wishes her a great day
She gets to take him in
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Orphaned — Perpetually bereaved
Somehow, you know it when you are engaging in pillow talk with someone who you have no business having pillow talk with: it is characteristically awkward… there is no intimacy and rather than being relaxed, minds are racing with a million different ideas of getting out. But pillow talk is polite, and manners never killed...
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Marvin Conversations: The Thing and The Fight to Fall (Power FM 98.7)
The Thing and The Fight to Fall – When you have spent your life ducking and diving commitment for whatever reasons and unexplainable fear, until you find that one person who makes you want to fight to fall. Join the Marvin conversation with Aphelele Somi as she grapples with issues of commitment. What are the...
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The Thing, and The Fight to Fall …
I have never been good at relationships. Particularly, I have never been good at romantic relationships. Something about them seems to me unnatural. Actually, a lot seems unnatural. There is the rushed togetherness. There is the relentlessly pursued sense of oneness. There is the expected sharing of the self, the packing into little conversations of...
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…The Gods have left; welcome home, God…
Thank you, for the orgasms, My Chemical Romance. No, not ear-orgasms… whatever that actually is … …I swear this New Age punk-junk will soon obliterate the human race… I am not talking about the ear stuff; I am talking about the real deal. I am talking about the sort, of orgasm, which leaves you convulsing...
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…Of Women, Music and Feminists…
I hate that my ship remains docked; therefore leaving me compelled to live in a complex. Don’t get me wrong, I’m quite grateful for my little house; well, my bedroom really: let’s not exaggerate the extent of my rather shy of 60 square metres abode… Nevertheless, I have to admit that the Universe really threw...