I am angry and I am told my rage is inappropriate, not lady-like, bitchy, butchy, unattractive. I am angry and I am told my rage is displaced, “not all men,” only the “bad” ones. I am angry and I am told to get over it. Move on. Find solution. Fix it. I am angry because I am not responsible for fixing it.
I am angry and rage looks good on me.
I am a city jungle girl transplanted in the Arizona desert. Taking photos and writing words about the wild animal in us all.