Sucking the patriarchy’s… You know

I see the above phrase bandied around quite a lot these days. I’ve been thinking more and more about it – following this conversation with Kim (check out her blog by the way, it’s awesome). I’ve always found myself recoiling from the phrase “real feminism”; people have told me that this has to do withContinue reading “Sucking the patriarchy’s… You know”

Bash my clever little head in

“It’s Quieted Down” by Nikolai Nikanorovich Dubovskoii. 1890. The State Tretyakov Gallery. Moscow. Before my eyelids come unglued – I know what the day will be like. If the day is bad, the pain in my head and heart start immediately, the second after the alarm clock’s depth-charge disrupts the blood-warm sea of sleep. IfContinue reading “Bash my clever little head in”