John Michael Antonio

Inside Man with John Michael Antonio

JMAntonioInside Man is a column that will explain and expose the dangerous and irrational terrain of the male psyche while simultaneously being a compendium of thoughts and reflections from an ally to the cause of feminism. It will always directly take on the patriarchy and its lingering effects through the use of essays, poems, fiction and opinions. Its ultimate aim: to uplift, encourage and inspire all those who come across its words and ideas.

About the Author: John Michael Antonio is a freelance writer and photographer, poet and screenwriter. He claims his Midwestern roots while at the same time admitting his incurable and insatiable love and addiction for all things New York City. He has been the husband to his wife, the love of his life, for almost thirty years and is a father of three wonderful children. He is an unapologetic male feminist as well as a passionate lover of fashion, art, movies and music from all eras and genres. John Michael is also an endless dreamer, avid historian, ex-punk rocker and a legendary Internet surfer who sleeps, on average, about four hours a day. His creative and personal journal / Internet scrapbook and all of the links to his social media machine can be found at Midnight Confessions.

 

Latest Articles

Wild Side

Two nocturnal rebels in the ephemeral 2 AM stillness drinking the moment against the backdrop of evaporation street lights trickling...

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The Resistance

these are the times that try men’s souls indeed I tell myself just keep calm and breathe and resist, resist, resist these are the...

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And I Love Her

a brave new year dawns amidst a clown led misogynistic circus and there are words that need to be spoken so let me not mumble or remain...

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Men, Rape Culture and Choice

This entry is part 3 of 12 in the series: January Flashback January FlashbackIn My Other LifeAn Actor’s Journey: “This is THE job. This...

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If this Temporary Life

if this temporary life I call my own requires a realization that it could end at any moment if it means nothing more than a breaking of the...

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I am America

I am America and I am bold and diverse and all the colors of the human rainbow I am America and I wear a hajib a Star of David a cross and...

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These Are the Times

these are the times when I love you the most when the darkness arrives and the sun seemingly disappears you shine with a precious...

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All I Can Do

I feel the malevolent thunder coming from the Right a howling nativistic storm led by the Orange monster swirling and marshaling for their...

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The Revealing

along the road of differences precious stones of similarities are deliciously found so please take your time you are worth the wait slowly...

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Promises in the Dark

As OMD still sings about hopes and dreams and the ephemeral light of summer fades I know my love for you never will Oh baby those nights we...

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Are You Armed and Ready to Vote?

OK, in light of where we are at in this country right now, let me dispense with the niceties. If you are a woman in 2016 America, there are...

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I Wish It Was That Simple

“tat,tat,tat” gurgles from his mouth fourteen months in this world concerned only with the navigation of his wagon around the...

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Morning Glory

After another fiery night of cradling you and watching you fight your demons I kiss you in the first light of day wanting to vanquish your...

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Why Men Secretly Fear Women

naked before me your body and my fears as your touch delivers me to you unleashing an animal passion that engulfs and inspires the stirring...

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Beyond the Gaze

For all of my sisters around the world my love for you resides beyond the gaze past the communal judgments and social constructions guiding...

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Dreaming of an Independence Day for Her

Yes in the course of it another 4th of July approaches and I find myself working and dreaming furiously of an Independence Day for her Yes...

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There You Are

there you are still standing defiant and victorious after the firefights as beautiful as ever resilient and glorious precious wrinkles and...

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Dear Donald, Fire Away My Friend

Dear Donald, I am writing you this letter because as an American citizen I have a couple of questions as well as a few things to say to...

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Donald Trump, King of the Misogynists

While it is tempting to say King Donald was foisted upon us by the media and the 24-hour news cycle, that's not entirely correct. Even...

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Love Letter to My Female Ancestors

Dear Female Ancestors, I have decided to do something impossible. I want to communicate back through time and space the love I feel for...

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Potter’s Field

(for my sisters) Standing here in the glistening grass a new morning is breaking over this potter’s field* Thoughts and words flutter...

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Cleaning House

(For my sisters) Familial alarm clock Mercilessly screaming the Blood red fingers of time Forces you to strike Back and embarrass it With a...

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Why I am a Feminist (and other men should be too)

It was wintertime 1974 in Cincinnati, Ohio and I was 11 years old, holding my mom’s trembling hand as we were walking up and down the...

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