Unmasking Acrostic

Readily it comes to me,Easily, like a skin I slip into,Judiciously chosen for comfort.Even when unsought, it sitsClose by, ready to offer itself.Take nothing for granted,It whispers. Question all motives.Overt or hidden, it never leaves,Never leaves me be. Some days, slow days, it seemsEasy-going as though, for that moment, it mightNot bother anyone. Trickster.Sly thing.Continue reading “Unmasking Acrostic”

Is it ADHD or the patriarchy?

Last year I found myself deep-diving into feminist theory. It began with reading “The Handmaid’s Tale” and then following it up with the first book by French comic book artist Emma, “The Mental Load”. After that I was hooked, and finding my world of male privilege reeling from it all. I’d read my fair shareContinue reading “Is it ADHD or the patriarchy?”