• Checking My Pulse
  • Eve's Mouth
  • Cute for a Girl
  • Built Like That
  • Gender Game
  • America's On Sale
  • Subtle Sister
  • Dear Mr. President
  • Daughter
  • Picnic Table
  • I Believe
  • Deadbeat Daddy
  • Warriors
  • Cunt Cuntry
  • Unsteady Things
  • Sticks
  • Myth
  • Armpit Hair (Mammally Factual)
  • Popcorn and Laughter
  • Witches
  • Subway Lips
  • Criminal
  • Pirates
  • Wholly Human
  • Beautiful Bones
  • Independence Meal
  • Bedtime Poem
  • Dorothea Tanning
  • Kindness and Rags
  • Blessed With a Family
  • Armpit Hair
  • Womyn Before
  • 8 X 10
  • Women Are Different
  • "Subtle Track"
  • Attention Shoppers!
  • Women Before
  • 8x10
  • Dear 16 Year Old Me
  • c**t cuntry
  • Finally, Love Poem
  • Untitled
  • Extra Track
  • Dear Mr President
  • Dear Diary
  • Legacy
  • Alix Olson - America is on Sale
  • daddy
  • Protagonist
  • Box Spring in New Orleans

they've made us fear every year,
every extra hair that sprouts on tit or chin
til we begin to forget the wisdom we've collected,
til we've defected to the distinguished older men
and they win-- again.
well, i've decided to trade that old lady prescription
for a witch revolution that defies description,
this hag will ride her wrinkles to the sky,
when i'm an old witch
i'll be ready to fly.

i'll just saddle up my saddle bags
one pouch for each thigh,
pack em with pride,
yeah, grip my thick sides and ride.
i'll grasp my broomstick with a gnarled knuckle
buckle in each saggy tit,
then fuck that shit, i'll say
these fat witch titties hurt today
and they'll wiggle
loose and alive.

and as my broomstick rises,
i'll shake my hips like tambourines,
alarming little boys with the noise
of my shaking thighs in the skies above
and all the while, the little girls will smile
cause they'll know the music of sisterly love.

and it's funny how they say an old cunt
should be all dried up
cause I'll give myself a lube job
shake my broomstick til my clit throbs
til i sing into the winds the unpredictable desire,
the unfathomable fire of self-loving passion.
til i scream the screams of rapes unwitnessed,
til i moan the moans of wives accosted
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