Journalistic Misogyny, Cee Lo, Ecstasy and Date Rape

I realize the title implies I am calling TMZ a journalistic entity, but I feel even gossip rags and bloggers should be less lazy about commenting on the facts and possibilities surrounding this situation. When a woman files a police report alleging rape or sexual assault, she has a lot to prove. In the case of accusations against “Cee Lo Green” … [read more at zebraisfood.com]

My V@g Is Better Than Your Penis

I hate hearing dicks talk about their sticks, vocalising my complaints often – so how do I like hearing about what Awkwafina thinks about her vag, you ask? ——> find out on #ZIF!

paint with words

bleed with tears

eat with eyes

scream with love

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whether time to create or bleed, pussy is the portal.

enter me showing we universal knowing
separation can’t happen through bullets because we come back
to die is to begin anew so we have life plenty
fire leads to steam pouring rain quenching thirst
drowning shame tongues flame dripping names shower salivating
pain rising beauty shining bright through eye shadows
rattling bats in cages blessing bars with curses
we build walls through understanding
never need keys when it’s realizing time

returning.

*******

whether time to create or bleed, pussy is the portal
returning
enter me showing we universal knowing
never need keys when it’s realizing time
separation can’t happen through bullets because we come back
we build through walls of understanding
to die is to being anew so we have life plenty
rattling bats in cages blessing bars with curses
fire leads to steam pouring rain quenching thirst
pain rising beauty shining bright through eye shadows
drowning shame tongues flame dripping names shower salivating

now.