Day 10: Invisible Women

"I feel the lure of the invisible"
-H.D.

Do you remember your first case
of penis envy? How does it feel to have so many
moist feelings "down there"? Why do we call something
by its definition of possibility: it's not as though
a vacuum is my personal destiny.
Disaster is sometimes a splitting: you get to fly
by night pretty or poor, possibly you felt the urge
to bear down: there's a catalogue of what will pass
perfectly it sits// does it sit
perfectly// she's like a fun house
all funny mirrors
he turns round & round
what can you puzzle
what's the feeling of a feeling
dartgun what you believe
let it be inked
let it be a darkening
this scrolling where a lettering
kept us separated-- do you know
what those first moments of love
signify-- had I had another more violent
come hither, come along
once upon a time there was a story
& I couldn't help but being a girl-hero
in the telling

Day 8: Ejaculate

Female Ejaculation: A Tempering

Faith is a double edged sword.
All your life people will tell you to believe
in things you can't put your finger on
like love, and you will never
doubt the half of it. Remember
that male ejaculation is a myth.
In the beginning was the word
and no one mouthed off. Every river
runs its bounds, a masterpiece
knows its being watched. This time
set it and then you do.  My,
oh my, what long lists of betrayal
they reserve for you. This man will
say it is so and this woman will say it
is not. But when you gush
over the smallest gestures, there's
a name for that, it's etched lower
on the turnstile, like a carnival
she's a middle ring act
acting up: the entire internet
will disagree as to her cohesiveness.
This one is split level and messy;
this one shakes waterfalls.
Every cue says wait till you feel
like you have to go and then
go, anyone who won't swallow
each piece of you doesn't
really deserve more time
and heart. A study dismisses
or in one fell swoop all the pretties
mimic other bodies, male bodies
made to perform, their marker
a mark of trade: here we come along
secretly in the tented margins
where the heading runs. She can splay
genderwise the beauty of a nothing,
a sparkled gemstone in the crutch;
you get more than you bargain for.

I don't really understand this ecard: are they swimming in female ejaculate or are they going to look for it underwater? Or are they just having one of those conversation you have when you're about to go scuba diving? 

NAPUSWRIMO: Taboo

Why we can't say 

"Vagina"

I remember when you couldn't talk about abortion and say the word "Vagina."

I remember when Oprah told us what she called her Vagina.

I remember when Women's Day suggested that in order to get a raise you should 

freshen your Vagina.

I remember all the times the word vagina was used when someone really meant vulva.

I remember learning every other word for the word vagina.

I remember teaching each one of my children the word vagina.

I remember when Rush Limbaugh called Sandra Fluke a slut and a prostitute because 

she was using her vagina to have sex and wanted to protect it.

I remember when Republican Mike Callton said that the word "Vagina" was so offensive he wouldn't say it in front of women. 

I remember when Naomi Wolf wrote Vagina: A New Biography but I can't remember if anyone read it.

I remember when we had to have an exhibition of vaginas to teach women about vaginas. 

I remember a time before labiaplasty was a popular procedure. 

I remember thinking someone is actually making money selling women Vagina tightening pills. 

And it's probably a man.

I remember looking at thousands of images of Vaginas on Tumbl, more than half depicted rape, abuse, or violence against them. 

I remember being so angry when I was a teenager because I could be raped, and there was nothing I could do about it. 

I remember watching a movie called "Vagina Dentata" where a woman's vagina bit off penises. 

It was hilarious. 

Day 6: A Ladyfest Collab for Pussy & Poetry

Last night I hosted the first poetry reading in a series of events for New Orleans' Ladyfest, which is in its 7th year. For the last two years, poets Jenna Mae and Laura Mattingly have organized the poetry portion of the four day event, which includes music, art, parades and spoken word created and performed by women or people who identify as women. They organize two poetry events during the Fest, and I was honored to host the first reading which included about a dozen poets and two musicians. As my constraint this month is Pussy & Poetry, I decided to write the poem for Day 6 at the event using the language that was being released into the ethers by all the LadyPoets.

Thanks to the poets who read last night: B.A. Crumm, Amanda Emily, Utahna Faith, Juanita Jackson, Shannon Holmes, Kesha Star Young, Jimi, Lee Grue, Carrie Chappell, Delia Tomino Nakayama, Katarina Boudreaux and musicians: Sheryl Diane and Gardenia Moon



At the close of the reading, I read the poem, which is below:


Day 6:

a canto of broken lips
fickle chooses margins/ you skeleton
fire tongues loose once distant but shafts
a tingling: sex is a stone, sex is a dewy shoe
each morning you wake settled/ orgasms
like night swallowing day: hold a beat
switched to a rocking back & forth silence
moves thick as war at the neck, at the border
at the brim: a terror song below a hush
sky wide/ wet under every color, wet under
any weather, the most perfect art you'll ever
get your hands into: this too, swept away
any shame: this could be a distraction
a narrow field of divination
this could be one way: a fucking
or a conduit for what you knew
most gleaming is a beauty/ any gaze
is a way of being seen, you don't
get to choose how
each leaving gets a space
you learn to mouth the words
it's slippery this life, it slips
from one hole to whole
other frequency

This is apparently a Vagina-Lady. 

NAPUSWRIMO: Day 4 of 30 Days of Pussy & Poetry

OKCupid, an online dating site, provides questions to match potential mates. 

Have you ever tasted your own sexual fluids?

severing these plays, these fiery gaits

oh echoing madly, then etching wide as

or long as, this body of green sea

aswirl, a masking you could cooperate

blinding conducive or confirmed a losing

he’s a simple anagram of forward/ backward

timing & only you could make it more complicated

let go to the point of possible

a reminder of endly the same, you just

put it to bed another & then again

hold on to the reflection of the reflection 

If your 9 year old daughter was begging you to wear a thong, what would your response be?

remember when playing back the way an echo loops 

so that each cheek blossoms when you rush

into longing that seems like it would be adult

but then you simply never

once the way to learn anything was a gaggle

girls in their undersea anemones

all arms a type of poisoning to those not

initiated to the rub: you lied about the blood

you had and the blood you didn't 

the first time you come 

there is repulsion tinged with wonder

sex is no different; it's the way out of this

and into another

NAPUSWRIMO: Day 3 of Pussy & Poetry "The Perfect Vagina"

Specifics: A Coding

the infinite return from exactness

what in a language is deformed

[vagina (from Latin vāgīna, literally "sheath" or "scabbard") is a fibromuscular elastic tubular tract which is a sex organ and has two main functions: sexual intercourse and childbirth. In humans, this passage leads from the opening of the vulva to the uterus (womb), but the vaginal tract ends at the cervix. Unlike men, who have only one genital orifice, women have two, the urethra and the vagina. The vaginal opening is much larger than the urethral opening, and both openings are protected by the labia.^[1][2] The inner mould of the vagina has a foldy texture which can create friction for the penis during intercourse. During arousal, the vagina gets moist to facilitate the entrance of the penis.

The Latinate plural "vaginae" is rarely used in English. Colloquially, the word vagina is often used to refer to the vulva or to the female genitals in general.^[3]However, by its dictionary and anatomical definitions, vagina refers exclusively to the specific internal structure.]

:: ssshhhhhh ::

[The Great Wall of Vagina (artist Jamie McCartney) ]

Apparently, the excuse is that specificity in citing particulars is not necessary.

A naming of a naming is an excuse.

As much as I want to say: look at this.
There is no way of looking for me
that can look away from the body
of a man who puts his hands on a woman's
body in order to show her
her body// do you under/ stand
the imprint of the gaze
and under what duress you make
a thing called art
a telling of what I'm seeing
but told wrong
from the exact definition

you get to rename
again



Dear Travelers in the Landscape of Perfection:
Dear Mothers in the Lost Desert of Mouths:
Dear Sisters who Labor Under False Impressions:
Dear Girl who Sewed the Flower Tattoo:
Dear Monster who Crept This Shadow Into:
Dear Hand over Hand that Waded:
Dear Good-Byes to Mirroring:
Dear Frightening:
Dearest: 

NAPUSWRIMO: 30 Days of Pussy & Poetry

"Novices succumb completely to their wide-eyed appetite for erection, violent penetration, repeated blows & injures." -Luce Irigaray,

What is your idea of heaven?

a scenography of step by step convincing

can't make a coherent hole from a whole

already handed to you: I want the flesh bit

back on these forensics

tell me how you pray: homage to a bottomed lip

language crazy hard, a vast licking till you

envelope // oh, anxious clench

take these everyday drugs, take the finger

offered inside of you     blessed    blessed

you consecrate, blue-veiled a lovely mothering

of holy shoals: she ribbons, she jewels

crusty tubbed god-head ashy in the doming

ashy in the knock-knock: this type of date

requires an exoskeleton, in this lifetime

once upon this idling

Mimosa Pale’s vulva on a bike, which she calls the ‘Mobile Female Monument’.

Blog Post specific to vulvas and bike riding.

NAPUSSWRIMO: November Constraint: Pussy & Poetry

For the month of November, I'm going to write every day about pussy, specifically pussy in relation to poetry, poetics, art and social media.

This is my NAPUSSWRIMO: Pussy: From Luce Irigaray to Azealia Banks

Things I'll be discussing include but are not limited to:

Luce Irigaray, Carolee Schneeman, Nicole Peyrafitte, Dodie Bellamy, Susana Gardner, Kathy Acker, Kim Vocika, anatomy, OKcupid, Tumblr, The Great Wall of Vagina, The Perfect Vagina, Vulvatic art expressionism, nip/tuck vulvas, Azealia Banks, Iggy Azealea, Lil Wayne, orgasms, ejaculation, fluid, dolls, Pussy Riot, Pussy Galore nail polish, Pussy the energy drink,

and there will be poems



"If we keep on speaking the same language together, we're going to reproduce the same history."

 -Luce Irigaray


No real pussies will be used/ abused/ denigrated/ injured/ disrespected/ neglected/ ignored/ overlyadored/ displayed/shared/ reblogged/ liked/ not liked/ touched/ not touched/ in this process

except my own.


Megan Burns

Day 14: 30 Days of Weezy for National Poetry Month

reparations in the translation

we are in this phrasing now:

axe wound – badly wrapped kebab – bald man in a boat – bang hole – bat cave – bean – bearded clam – bearded oyster – beav – beaver –beefcurtain – beef curtain – beef flap – birth cannon – blue waffle – box – bread – buju – camel's foot – camel toe – candy – chach – cha cha –cherry – chocha – cho-cho – chonch – choot – clit – clown hole – clunge – cock – cock pocket – coo – cooch – coochie – cookie – coosie – cooter –cuder – cunny – cunt – cunt hole – cunt punt – cutty – cut up – fanny – fish taco – flange – front bottom – fuck hole – fur burger – fur pie – gap –gash – growler – hair burger – hair pie – ham flap – ham wallet – hatchet wound – hooded lady – hoo-hoo – hot pocket – ill na-na – incision – jute –kitty – kooch – kooter – kuder – lip – love taco – lunchmeat – mangina – man in the boat – man in the boat, the – meat curtains – meat flap –meatwallet – meat wallet – minge – moose knuckle – muff – muffin – na-na – nappy dugout – neden – ninja foot – nookie – open wound – pink –pink canoe – pink sausage wallet – pink taco – pink velvet sausage wallet – piss flaps – pookie – poon – poonaner – poonani – poontang –poon tang pie – pootang – poo tang – pooter – pootie tang – promised land, the – punani – punanni – puss – pussy – putang – pu-tang – quif – quiff –quim – quivering mound of love pudding – roast beef – roast beef curtains – slit – smush mitten – snatch – snizz – soggy box – sprained vagina –tampon tunnel – tang – trim – tunnel of love – twat – twitchet – V – vadge – vag – vagine – vagoo – vajayjay – va-jay-jay – vajizzle – vertical smile –whisker biscuit – whispering eye – wizard sleeve – woo – woogit – wugget – wuss


similed in a racial cartography

a walkabout in the rhyme

cutting discourse kneed

i'm sick of being the sickened other

than what we are talking about

a metaphor for a less than