Serious in the Pursuit of Freedom: Radial Feminist Fragment Poetry

Intro

A runaway slave, a hunted fugitive

A poor school for the human intellect and heart

On the soil of the Pilgrim Fathers, I appealed to them—law or no law,

serious in the pursuit of freedom.

What can any such thing have to do with us?

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A man who expected to succeed in whipping, must also succeed in killing her.

Would we have to do something other than dress for success?

Not debate them; stop them.

Not discuss it; stop it.

Would we have to stop pretending?

So grandiose, so arrogant, so unfeminine,

gauche to be too sincere about these things

Whisper and say please.

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Cherry, Tart, Bunny, Pet, Beaver

The dummy forced by the pimp-ventriloquist

I refuse to be whipped

so whip me harder

I refuse to be whipped,

I really want you to kill me

Whip me, then kill me

Kill me, then whip me

Whatever you want; however you want it

— was it good for you?

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As a victim

As a victim

Beaten or tortured; bought and sold

Sexual servitude is a poor school for the human intellect and heart

Standing in for those who didn't get away

Each one was someone.

Drugged, sold

Photographed

Photographed

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I was used and they used [it] on me

I was not acting of my own free will

always covered with welts and bruises

I didn't know what to do

They would ignore my tears

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These are the women in the pictures

Very serious women; serious in the pursuit of freedom

They don't want to debate "free speech."

Fugitives from the men who made a profit off of them.

They disappear when the danger gets too close.

No help, no protection, no dignity, no solace, no justice.

The law has nothing for them

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He is her natural protector.

Blond, childlike.

Little Go-diva, Golden Girl, also bitch and slut.

She remembers flashing lights,