In our society, it is so easy to blame women.
There is no word or way to map
the path of judgement and the path of empathy.
They are so often either too far apart
or close together. Both. Neither
perpendicular or parallel. Paradox. Maybe
like a scribbly slash by a four year old using a spy pen
on top of a handmade paper pressed
together with lint, wildflowers, bits of yarn,
old newsprint and history books.
But, what light could ever reveal
those haphazard renderings
sinking into the busy.
Also speaking of Karen - let me be the first to point the finger at myself. In the past few days, I have been less than charitable to Hillary Clinton. I’d go take a peek at guest blogger Heart from Women’s Space on What Tami Said to see what may have elicited this snap. Comrade Heart is on point. (And okay, okay, okay- I still stand by my drunk-on-the-bar analogy.)