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Justice by cathib 2008A Poem by cathi bA somewhat poetic dirge on the consequence of betrayal...some say "what goes around comes around"...others say " karma ." Then comes the shout " Just.. |
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excerpt from SAPPHO SINGSA Book by NovelEagleThe Poetess discusses the Trojan War. |
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DavidaA Poem by SydneyPseudonymNot my best, but different. Taken from my writing tumblr, losing-the-generation. |
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WannabeA Poem by SueI wrote this when the Spice Girls were at their height. I wasn't particularly a fan so this was a comment on the fad of 'Girl Power.'... |
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SupermodelA Poem by SueI wrote this when I was struggling with my own image and those of women in the media... |
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Writing the Woman's LifeA Chapter by Ru BanerjeeA multi-genre biography on the life and works of Taslima Nasrin |
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Boys Like You AssumeA Poem by EllenAn angry rant about boys who assume. |
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DoloresA Story by zoeflorenceA first introduction to the life of an uneducated woman who lives on the border of Louisiana and Mississipp in the late 19th century. Written in the f.. |
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The MachineA Poem by ksbadyalThe pressures and double standards of being a woman in modern times. Kind of lyrical...maybe a song? |
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S**TA Poem by W. Birgand-CampsWho the f**k does she think she is wearing that skirt drinking that much talking to them lads w****s gonna get it (she leave.. |
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JUDAH.A Book by Abel Mariellaa novel about the beast within a girl. |
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Beautiful Little FoolA Story by Courtney BroderickI remember a beautiful, loving child that gave to everyone, but took nothing. Never receiving anything, but always more t.. |
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FeminismA Poem by KallinI'm very aggressive, but so are youI'll rough you up better than a guy could doI get into fights, and come home bruisedI have got everything, but noth.. |
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So Much More Than PrettyA Story by Jaya MillerSo this isn't a story, it's really a rant but I wasn't allowed to put it into a 'rant' category so it was written as a story... |
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I will never be a wife.A Poem by Iliana PetersThere's nothing more exhausting, my mother used to cry,Than a girl who can't love or a girl who can't lieThere's nothing more frustrating, my mother u.. |
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Midnight BallerinaA Story by Kate BowenA work of literary journalism on my hobby (pole dance) from a feminist perspective |
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