She is a Suffragette her hair tumblesblowing like unfurled cottonthrough unforgottenfumblesin vegetationof our owninterpretationof each otherin the dark. my desk grownout of a tree sownfrom my loverwhere i carved these words in the barksitting in her branchesknowing what life isall … Continue reading Poetry Drawer: She is a Suffragette: A Woman Does Not Have To Wait: The Two Saltimbanques: Hopper’s Ladies: Oviri by Strider Marcus Jones