postmodernsapho

[postmodernsapho]

The way I got called a transphobe for hating men bc I said trans women aren't included in my misandry. Because some men are trans.

Like I can't make up the level of violent non thought these man lovers express 😭

women are not allowed to hate their oppressors in any real way lol what insidious "man-hating ideology" are we talking about. if you cant handle meek limp-dicked "ew men" statements from straight women you will throw up if you hear how me and my girls talk.

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Oh my god I remember like 7 years ago when I first got my moon cup I was recommending it to every woman I knew with menstrual problems and the amount of shaming I got for using a better but unconventional product for my period was so eye opening.

Was told that "putting something inside yourself is gross" by people whose prefered method was tampons, and was shamed further when I pulled up educational content regarding menstrual cups because "they're so much bigger than tampons how can you even fit that inside yourself."

I got told that I was disgusting by my own mum, who up until that point had had to keep me home from school on my heavier days because my (mostly male) teachers did not beleive I had to change/check my pad every 60-90 minutes, because I told her that on my lighter days I only have to change it every 10-12 hours.

I know as women were having shame about our bodies and their functions shamed and minimised and infantilised every day, but periods are normal, they make us the only binary sex capable of reproducing and most of us who have them are grown up women, so maybe it's time we recognised that and stopped perpetuating this weird, menstruation based misogyny. Thankyouu

"girly functions are gross" ooooohhh my god can you suck it up already?? Say menstruation. You're a woman over 20 you will menstruate until you're like 55 can you fucking get over it already??????? Plus it's just blood are you a toddler???? Women who are disgusted by blood are pathethic

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[postmodernsapho]

I follow you into the day.

I follow you into the dark.

You follow me into the streets where

the sky is lit up with stars.

You and I in evenings,

fireside lovers. Starlight fades with dawn.

You and I at sunrise, the tide does pull away,

the autumn air is

smokey. Your home is where I lay.

My home is where you're you,

your home is where we're us.

Our daytimes blur together, our night times falls apart.

The moon is always silver,

the sun is sometimes gold.

Our home is ours forever, though

the house grows old.

Your boots by our doorway,

my slippers by the hearth. Your home where I am

always, my home is always ours.

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[postmodernsapho]

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[postmodernsapho]

The abuse you went through was not something you deserved, it wasn't punishment, it wasn't karma, it wasn't fate, it wasn't meant to be, you didn't manifest it, you didn't invite it. It was abuse. Even if people say you placed yourself in that situation, you still didn't deserve it, it was still wrong for others to abuse you and neglect you. It wasn't your fault. It was your abusers' fault.

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“I was not made for casual.

I was made for soul crushing devotion”

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First Compliment.

School uniform:

pinnafore, tie, jumper, beret

all plain grey.

Patent black Mary Jane's.

Crisp white socks with bows,

Home just over the lane.

Bicycle:

one bell, one basket, two tassles,

one training wheel fallen off.

All pink.

A cherished present from Santa Claus, the last

year I beleived.

Cobblestone houses, the trees green in bloom

My neighbours in their gardens, its barely half past two.

I'll be home in ten minutes.

I bought a bag of sweets, mostly sherbert saucers, my Friday weekly treat.

A man.

Faded jeans, t shirt concrete grey.

Hands in pockets, long hair greasy, striding in my way.

Off my bike and to the side.

He has something to say.

Him a boy of twenty something, me a girl of ten.

I hear it clear. I stand there dumb. I cycle fast away.

Him towards the playing fields, me to childhoods end.

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In another lifetime,

Another world,

Another reality,

I think we could make each other really happy.

I’m just not sure that we can in this one.

If things were different,

I could love you so much better.

If things were different,

We wouldn’t be so scared

Of meaning so much to each other.

If things were different,

We wouldn’t be so scared

Of hurting each other.

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“I was not made for casual.

I was made for soul crushing devotion”

[postmodernsapho]

Autumn days are for sipping mulled wine.

For sewing and baking, for sage leaves and thyme.

My house is our nest. No home without you.

We dance in the kitchen, we break bread into two.

I mend your dress, you come home to warm soup.

When it's all over and he knocks on my door,

thanks me for caring for you

through the war.

When he takes you away. No,

when you take him home,

My kiss will show when I've made peace

with letting you go.

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Nature's first green, her hardest hue to hold.

Lovers by the fire,

a hearth auburn gold.

Snow fall all nighttime

turn to frost at dawn,

our hearths red glow embers keep our home warm.

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[postmodernsapho]

Winona my love,

can't you see?

I trace these crumpled page sheets, they're

pilling in the British evening rain, here an hour,

Gone the next.

Oh Winona, which man has claimed your heart?

What songs of his hath you inspired?

Will he lay despondent, alone, inconsolable when your butterfly heart flitters to another?

Would you even care?

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[postmodernsapho]

Our love springs from concrete cracks.

Our stems are short and tall and spindly and strong.

My darling don't you know that our flowers bloom in every shade across this clouded city?

If our mallow roots secure its very foundation,

whatever could they do to us?

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[postmodernsapho]

With my soul bare I declare

our shared home my temple, your palms

my holy alter, your hips

my sacred wine.

I worship this wicked wonder of a woman.

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Night and day,

my darling, we are not.

To me, you are the ocean,

and I your wing'ed dawn.

To you always, I will return

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My love does slumber. Quilted in silky blonde beaches,

bathes in milky sea foam at sunrise.

Come noon, rolling tides shall part us.

I will return to her at dawn.

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Cruel architect of these splintered tides,

I detest Him. Crying skyward

I will not be without her.

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