poetry – Page 64 – FEMININE COLLECTIVE

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 Fight

October 19, 2017August 13, 2021 Judith Staff

You wrecked the party I was having fun, we had driven for hours You played the same card as usual I was angry, your timing was dire You always tried to out-insecure me I was insecure, too You said “I’m not worthy of you” I said “Fuck, not this again” Read more

Women Who Inspire: Oyindamola Shoola, Author, and Poet

October 18, 2017August 13, 2021 John Michael Antonio

This is the second installment of a new and exclusive series here on Feminine Collective called “Women Who Inspire.” As an ongoing series, it will feature women of all ages and from all walks of life and will endeavor to highlight some of the creative and inspirational stories of their 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

Woodwork

September 22, 2017October 13, 2018 Nikki Moore

She built a home with her hands each beam uncalculated but standing erect to perfection nails nor screws thoughtfully placed because she couldn’t live in a home with a rhyme. Wood splintered on stairs from the footfalls of men who took them, smiling back at the eyes in the walls. Read more

‘Go To’ Relief

September 19, 2017October 12, 2018 Margret Avery

Is there love on this dangerous road? The one that holds a bottle of your liquid seduction that will never let go of my reflection in this pool you circulate in, and wallow with pride wrapped on your side like a gun loaded and ready at any time while you Read more