#bodyautonomy
Огурцы особенно в апреле
Девушки едят чтоб молодиться,
Чтобы потекли ручьи и трели,
И чтоб ахуела Царь-Девица.
По ночам не спят о них мечтая,
Бэд-нот-бэд, по кончикам снуют,
Я другой страны такой не знаю,
Где салат так вкусно подают.
👉 Bloch-Bauer & Adele · 2020 · Signature Privée
Aug 2, 2025
Aug 2, 2025 at 1:27 AM UTC
How am I?
How am I?
I am oppressed.
Here, I am not free
Or heard
Or respected.
Here, I am told what to do with my own body.
And I can’t help but wonder—
How dare they?
How dare they force me into a piece of cloth,
One they know I will disregard?
How dare they back me into a corner
And wrap me in a headscarf?
How dare they oppress me for my freedom
And cover me as if that's the answer?
Why punish the victim,
When that won’t stop the victor?
Why shun the abused
While glorifying the abuser?
How dare they expect me to listen—
How dare they,
When I have a fire that can’t be put out
Not even by my blood and tears.
May 2, 2025
May 2, 2025 at 3:59 PM UTC
The black ink
Permanent against his skin
A protection
A ward
Against evils
No demons can get
Inside his body
To control and possess him
To tear his mind apart
His body is his
With the tattoo
On his chest
In permanent
Black ink
Feb 14, 2016
Feb 14, 2016 at 5:07 AM UTC