#poetry-by-women

[mournfulroses]

Sylvia Plath, from The Collected Poems of Sylvia Plath; "Three Women,"

[fixing-bad-posts]

trans women r real women trans men wow honey

[eraofelizabeth]

source @ tea.jay on instagram

[es-al]

Yes yes

[whendidmythoughtsgocrazy]

“You’re an actress, right?”, ”All women are actresses, dear. I’m just clever enough to get paid for it.”

k.b. // murder mystery - netflix

[sagasolejma]

The way I inject my estrogen wearing only a loose bra and pyjama pants before falling asleep with my cute little plushies is just full of the exaggerated swagger of a trans girl.

[pirateacademia]

Sonnets from the Portuguese by Elizabeth Barret Browning (1850)

[iseetheworldinmetaphor]

The Metamorphosis of Birds 2022 | dir. Catarina Vasconcelos

[desirableendings]

This sums up the Barbieheimer experience better than anything else ngl

[the-cricket-chirps]

Joyce Mansour (Egyptian-French, Bowden, U.K. 1928–1986 Paris)

Untitled (Objet méchant) (Nasty Object)

1965–69

[mournfulroses]

Sylvia Plath, from The Collected Poems of Sylvia Plath; "Three Women," (edited)

[fixing-bad-posts]

Women can be transgender.

[g0j0s]

you cut off women from dancing, because girls of good characters do not indulge in such lewd activities. if they become one with their swaying hips, how will you hold down their bodies and spirits?

you cut off women from reading, because books have so many vile ideas about freedom and humanity. hence, they may begin to spin ideas from the yarn of knowledge, jeopardising the conditional safety of your cage.

you cut off women from adorning themselves lovingly, because lest they begin to like the shape of their noses or the curves of their waist; they will stop caring about other people and conforming to your standards of beauty.

you cut off women from expressing because girls from good families do not raise their voices. you say the devil resides in their voice boxes and if they don’t watch their tongues, they may taint the name of their families.

you cut off women from being, so the only thing they’re left with is fear and misery. grinding that terror on the stone of fate like grains, they toil away their lives.

then you call them many many rotten things if any of them refuses to believe this. still, if they don’t comply, force is applied repeatedly.

they become a skeleton of their potential self, grieving in secrecy; because privacy is a luxury. what if in the empty silence they finally start thinking & questioning?

yet, you wonder why they’re exhausted and angry, fighting silent wars within and outside.

[sunshinewalks]

"Gold is the money of Kings" - Norm Franz

[theblackfemininesociety]

a depiction of black women in their element ✨

thefemininitysociety

[metamorphesque]

you are terrifying and strange and beautiful something not everyone knows how to love.

For Women Who Are Difficult To Love, Warsan Shire