Another warm fall day in Alabama. Sitting and swaying, listening to the birds, I think of a world less giving then my own.
A world where I live here because of the conditions, not only coincidentally.
The warm air and cool breeze. The ease of winter here. Nothing more than ice, a glass sheen on the stripped back earth.
Winter means mud, and the sharpened branches, harsh without their dress of green during the warmer months.
Character inspired by the three of swords tarot card! She’s the cousin of Cupid. Instead of making people fall in love, she makes them fall out of it.
before you make that post about "the crisis facing men and boys" or "preventing redpill radicalization" stop and check in:
is your proposed solution
increased labor of women and girls
women and girls enduring more abuse for the benefit of men and boys
women and girls suppressing their emotions (fear, anger, resentment, etc.) and limiting their speech
blaming populations of women (e.g. trans women, women involved in sex trades, racialized women) for the actions of men and expecting these women to endure punishment for men
focusing on maintaining manhood and masculinity while reducing the discomfort men feel about holding this position; framing men's feelings of insecurity as the central issue to be addressed when it comes to violent misogyny
if so:
your "solution" to behavioral patterns emerging within patriarchy is more patriarchy.
instead:
try to imagine literally anything else.
Screenshot poem. "TO BE GOOD AS GOD”
I like the lighting.
worth all it took to grow
Some Southern Gothic. But I was not in the South.