Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
We frozen women bury our cold dead in the night shivering and alone, the wolf howls above us, we cry in solitude and our tears turn to snow. But what if we turned on a lantern? What if we saw in the distance a flash of a skirt, a glint Read more
Time, a robber disguised, rubbed the edges of her tenet, eroding the pillars of confidence that she adhered to, ones that she constantly held- against daily attacks on her spirit. She is naked while dreaming. She is naked, living in a land of ‘It never was this way before’ She Read more
The unshaven man in front of the clinic who smells of neglect and looks belligerent, as though he always has to have a cause to make him visible, now holds up the picture of a bleeding fetus, declaring his one power to participate in creation, no matter on what terms, Read more
Erin Matson is a writer and feminist activist extraordinaire whose work has appeared in the Washington Post and on CNN, MSNBC, Al-Jazeera English, ABC World News, BBC World News, and PBS’ To The Contrary. She is also the co-founder and co-director of Reproaction.org, a direct action non-profit organization dedicated to Read more
Let me acknowledge this darkness, its pain and its fears. Let me report what I have seen in this world I have chosen to love. Let me say this: no to the woman with the bandaged gash on her forehead serving her husband at the dinner table no to the Read more
He brings me watermelon cubes in bed, in a kind act of sharing a favorite treat of his with me. I see him so clearly then for what he is: human, flawed, stormy, kind, beautiful, caring, and perfectly made for me. I notice the way I can’t look away from Read more
Recently I had the honor and pleasure of being a guest on Heart Stock Radio, a radio show that is based in Butte, Montana and is hosted by activist Carole Murphy. On it, in a lively discussion, I talk about the origins of my male feminism, gender equity, the horrible Read more
Jesus beat the bullies back from the temple and wiped his brow. He hadn’t signed on for this. He counted the days until retirement, which amounted to seventy times seven. There was a backlog of bribes and bitter confessions, and the overtime was killing him. He threw the first stone. It Read more