Look pretty! Stay silent. Don’t forget to clean the house And make dinner. Just do as you’re told, darling. As women, we constantly hear things like these. We’re trapped in a world where we’re seen As objects to be used and played with by men. We end up worn out, Unable to locate the fire our spirits need to thrive.  We’re forced to wear tight dresses, ...

My mother taught me strength. The way she sauntered into university boardrooms Wearing spiked heels she carried to the car Because it was still expected For her to wear them at work in the winter. The self-proclaimed Bitch of Budget, Because she regularly pointed out to the VP’s How highly illegal it was To misappropriate ...

The Beige Woman, a color poem, is Adriana Philips' personal tale of living as a mixed-race woman. Can you love yourself in your own skin?

            Antlers cutting through                                                 Thick dark clouds                                                 Hooves dancing upon                                                 The aurora borealis                                                 Heavy puffs of mist                                                 Escape our nostrils                                                 The cold bitter world                                                 With sharp barbs of ice                                                 Attempt to break us                                                 We are mildly disturbed                                                 But still move ahead, for                                                 All along ...

I am the nothingness I am the forever I am the angel with scabbed wings.   I am the torment I bring down my sword of poisonous disease Sharpened to the hilt   There is no justice in believing My dark day shall come I will rise from the abyss of dark shadows I will ...