Wild Thoughts

Love Letters to My Firstborn (vol. 1)

May 25th, 2018: Today was long, and draining, and defeating. Each day, my daughter grows older and smarter and more fiercely independent. I've raised her to own her body, to speak her mind, and to question everything. I love that she does these things. I hate that she does these things. I try to avoid... Continue Reading →

A Word About Bodily Autonomy

It doesn't start with penetration. It starts with "where's your smile?" It starts with ogling, with catcalling, With being followed down the street by men demanding attention. It starts with "fuck you bitch" when I don't respond. It starts with unwelcome advances and unwanted touching, And being met with anger when I ask you to... Continue Reading →

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