emotional health – Page 20 – FEMININE COLLECTIVE

Violated

November 1, 2017October 13, 2018 Meghan Cipolla

I was 15 years old, and in 10th grade at Simi Valley High School. It was lunchtime, and the whole school was congregating in “The Quad.” My friends and I sat under one of the big oak trees, enjoying the shade on a warm June day. Summer was upon us Read more

Kaleidoscope Vision

October 25, 2017October 13, 2018 Arlene Antoinette

look at me as if through the lens of a broken Kaleidoscope and you will see a new kind of woman living outside your limited notion of a well adjusted female i am a husbandless childless menopausal caregiver a keeper of faded dreams an overweight non exercising lump of aging Read more

Ghostly Streets

October 22, 2017October 13, 2018 Rebecca Charlotte

You stand still not knowing what to do. Waiting waiting waiting waiting For some type of sign, some Bat signal in the sky. Telling you to take a leap of faith through ghostly streets. Your shadow tries to beckon, get you to move an inch. But you just keep looking Read more

Real Me

October 22, 2017October 13, 2018 Natasha Alexander

I never changed I simply became the better version of myself It’s because of you… Did you know? The way you never showed any interest in my corrupted side, instead, you insisted on my virtuous self. You shone a light on a part of me that I believed I lost. Read more

And A Glimpse

October 20, 2017October 13, 2018 Paakhi Bhatnagar

All forms of desire that shouldn’t be desired slither into her young mind. No two thighs touching and the sighs they breath out: consulting. Cautious and crude the raw flakes are dancing. A fresh, soft bow plunged across a clean sky. Flowery revolts and nights spent cleaning after her messy Read more

Blindness

October 20, 2017October 13, 2018 Christina Strigas

You wrapped up my ghosts in ziplock bags and tucked them into boxes without warning. I thought you would treat them with more respect but how could I not see that you drown me daily with blindness and honey. I see nothing now. The night is the day. I write Read more

The Crazies

October 16, 2017September 16, 2018 Jacqueline Cioffa

Are the precious ones with the most colorful souls Painting love in glorious hues of aqua, fuchsia, tangerine and gold The crazies feel the weight of the world in their twinkle toes And catch the gentle autumn breeze on the tip of their upturned nose They feel it all heavy Read more

Grief: Whose Business is it?

October 10, 2017September 13, 2019 Elizabeth Regen

“So Your Mom Died 2 Years Ago? It’s Time To Move On.” In October of 1986, when I was 11 – my mother’s father died. My grandfather. I remember my mom telling me to wash my hair well because there would be many people at the Irish Catholic wake that Read more