03 Christina Thatcher and Audre Lorde

Welcome to the third episode of Dickens and Quips!

This week we have Christina Thatcher on the show and I shall be reading from Audre Lorde

Find Christina at @jwritetoempower on Twitter and Insta

I'm almost certain that Audre Lorde doesn't have a Twitter, but you can read more about her here.

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Prompt for this week is "fire extinguisher" and you don't have to be an established poet to submit a poem.

Featured poem:

Who Said It Was Simple

BY AUDRE LORDE

There are so many roots to the tree of anger   

that sometimes the branches shatter   

before they bear.

Sitting in Nedicks

the women rally before they march   

discussing the problematic girls   

they hire to make them free.

An almost white counterman passes   

a waiting brother to serve them first   

and the ladies neither notice nor reject   

the slighter pleasures of their slavery.   

But I who am bound by my mirror   

as well as my bed

see causes in colour

as well as sex

and sit here wondering   

which me will survive   

all these liberations.

Bad Things Are Going To Happen by Dee Dickens

After Ellen Bass

Bad things are going to happen.

You will get your heart broken

by someone who will deny they

ever held it in their hands.

Bad things are going to happen.

You will have to deal with idiots

who think coronavirus is caused

by 5G,

or the ‘Lady Chemicals’ that are released

when someone’s tongue

knows its way around your clit.

Bad things are going to happen.

Avril Lavigne will actually die.

Again.

Britney Spears will murder her clone.

The moon landing will be proved to be real.

The moon will be proved to be real.

911 will have been an inside job.

Barak will admit he is Kenyan.

And we will have nothing to talk about;

except art, and music and poetry and

we will have nothing to do;

except write poetry and paint and

sing. Sing. Sing.

And love.

Bad things are going to happen.

But there is always love.

Addicts Die a Thousand Deaths by Christina Thatcher.

Christina read from

When My Brother Was an Aztec by Natalie Diaz

Line that makes you go OOOH from A Litany For Survival by Audre Lorde.

Prompt for this week is movement of people