This is just a story.

Rebecca and I found this in the skyway market on the west bank.

Normally, I think i would have walked by.

But today we couldn't.

I need and demand an alternative space, a heterotopia if you will,
a space without the presence of derogatory media
that pimps female bodies for profit.

I don't know how this space will ever exist.
But I can hope,
because isn't that the goal in the end?
To create a world in which we can exist? a world that wants us in it?

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Womb Wolf
- Z
Ferocious beast woman scratching behind clenched jaw
Stop fighting my lock down steel sinuses
Don’t you know,
Your meat in this world.

Pandora showed mercy.
There is none of that here.

Damn inner animal,
Don’t make me see you in slices;
Sectioned off into cutlets;
Your tender bits poised and quivering on the lips
Of some butcher entrepreneurial lover;

That’s what they do to meat in this world.
Stay quiet and caged.
That’s what happens to food.