Category Archives: …and from his rib bone

coming into her own

Posted on February 12, 2012 by admin

lately, when at a social gathering, I’m more interested — for the first time since pre-puberty– in listening to women express themselves, tell their stories, than in flirting with men.  In fact, I’m beginning to realize and acknowledge to myself, … Continue reading →

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sistas 2

Posted on February 10, 2012 by admin

Not to be redundant, but lately, I’ve been thinking about women. I’ve been thinking about women because I’ve been learning a lot about the world through the internet news sources, which are of course, a true breath of fresh air. … Continue reading →

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sistas

Posted on February 7, 2012 by admin

Lately, I’ve been thinking ’bout women. Ever since I can remember, I’ve loved books, passionately.  If I had to really and truly sum up and analyze all the works and all the writers and all the thinkers to whom I’ve … Continue reading →

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thinking ’bout Woman

Posted on February 4, 2012 by admin

…and speaking of women, and thinking of women and identifying myself more and more with this half of the species…. I’ve been a little girl, a teenage girl, a college girl… a woman living with a boyfriend who became abusive, … Continue reading →

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