real mothers

we often say that being a father takes more than just providing sperm.

to that i’d like to add that being a mother takes more than birthing a child. we all know the stories of women that throw their babies down toilets, leave them on church doorsteps, abandon them to relatives… we all have harsh words for those women. i’m pretty ambivalent about these woman BUT actually these aren’t the women that i want to talk about. 

(no woman had to wear heels) | a poem

no woman no smile

i admit, when i step out of my house, i put my Ds (defences) on. i’ve been on a defense ever since i was fourteen. i can never forget when, as a late bloomer fourteen year old, coming out of a café some lecherous man pinched my thigh. that was the last time i wore shorts and the first time i learnt to put my Ds on. i got my Ds on not just to avoid strangers offering me sweets but because at age fourteen i suddenly realised that i was under sexual threat.