swollen ankles exude shame
guilt
the sins of my lips printed on my belly
I bow my head
a slave to frenzied callings of survival
my nemesis
I lost life (sold in pint sized dishes with air)
in pockets filled with different secrets
they rot the same
the seams reek of the same pungent ashes of a little girl
who keeps dying like perennials and sunrises.
swollen ankles exude shame
and inhale rage
once these ankles used to bleed
but time sews tourniquets & sturdy cotton rags
that patch bullet holes
they leak
from duct-taped windows
deathly fumes cloned as perfume
my act, a dying whiff
withering days
swollen ankles
exude shame.
I miss those legs of yesterday.
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Tea set by a suffragette
Pankhurst is a name well known to the history of women’s suffrage. Who hasn't heard the name Emmaline Pankhurst, founder of the Women's Social and Political Union (WSPU), an all-women organisation campaigning for the right to vote? The group that helped to achieve the right to vote for women in Great Britain and Ireland in 1918. Some know of her daughter Christabel, both being honoured by the Pankhurst memorial in Victoria Palace Gardens, London, right next to the UK Parliament buildings. Sylvia Pankhurst is notably not included in the monument. Why? Because she split with the WSPU to campaign against Britain's entry into First World War.
By Raymond G. Taylor2 days ago in Art
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