Marilyn French, The Women's Room (1977)
Nikki Giovanni, The Collected Poetry, 1968-1998
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my blog is a safe space for anyone who’s written “sorry :(” on a math test before
— Edna St. Vincent Millay, from a letter to Arthur Davison Ficke
Macu Anelo
Born in Cádiz (Spain), I now live in the Canary Islands.
I am a plastic and visual artist and a (secondary school) teacher of art and design.
Throughout my professional life, I have combined teaching with my artistic work,trying to make both activities benefit from each other. I first came into contact with photography when I began my Arts Degree (at the university of Sevilla). I started working with analogue photography but I gradually moved to digital photography.
the black saint & the sinner lady & the dead & the truth, morgan parker // the truth the dead know, anne sexton.
[me, flirting] so do you think we consume poetry or poetry consumes us?
‘Sirens’ by John Longstaff, c. 1892.
Stephanie Foo, What My Bones Know: A Memoir of Healing from Complex Trauma