Eve and Persephone met,
and it was the dynamic duo of the century.
Eve and the apple that cursed so much like
Snow White’s fairy tale, only there was no
prince on a white horse here. There was just
a bite mark in the shape of a heart. A loose
tooth breaking free, falling to the ground,
leaving Eve with a bloody mouth and a taste
that could only be mistaken for freedom.
Persephone and her pomegranate, the juice
down her chin, how easily it could have been
mistaken for the fresh blood of an animal.
Instead of breadcrumbs, she tossed the
pigeons seeds, bloated them full of sticky
The men were the saints,
and these women were our sinners.
God was all man.
The angels, the adoring fans,
they were our girls. If you did
wrong, your wings were robbed in
your sleep. This was what we were
told to worship.
Eve said, “He gave me a mind of my own
but never meant for me to think for myself.
My appetite could not even be my own.”
Persephone said, “I was just a little girl.
He grabbed me from behind and they all
said I should love him because he’s a God.”
Eve and Persephone said,
“They told me I was just a girl,
nothing Godly about that.
I wanted to know why I couldn’t be both.”
Eve and Persephone met,
and nobody was ready for what happened next.
Eve and Persephone: The Birth of Witchcraft, angelea l.
The Daily Times, New Philadelphia, Ohio, December 27, 1913
He believed that all he had to do was to throw his handkerchief at a woman and she would humbly and thankfully become his wife. Now that sort of man merely bored a woman. And she’s not going to pretend he doesn’t.
No one in this world gives a shit about the feeling of regretful Trump voters. If we’re honest.
“Well, he said he would build a wall!”
“Cool, guys. Meanwhile, the rest of us (no, literally, the whole world) are terrified because he is a rambling, unhinged mad man with nuke codes who is going to start World War Three and end existence as we know it. But, sure. You got pissed about a woman’s fucking emails and
the gardener and feeling like you were left behind. You doomed us all.”
When you make your bed…but everyone else is forced to lie in it too.
Fanous (1895-1990) was a prominent Egyptian
feminist, and a founding member of the New Woman Society and Women’s Wafd
Central Committee in the country. She frequently expressed strong opinions in
support of women’s rights and against British colonialism.
In 1923, she established the Egyptian Feminist
Union, with the aim of improving the rights of women to education and literacy,
and of promoting equal opportunities. She was involved with many other charitable
organizations, such as the Young Women’s Christian Association.