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Roses are Red
By Milana Roses are red Violets are blue I have to go Because I just had a Starbucks Cold Brew This piece is from The Feminist Toilet #2. To return to the table of contents, click here.
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For You, I’d Pick Up Your Poo
By Sammy Ginsberg In the alley by the Rite Aid on Sherman Way in an act of love with a gloved hand I collected human poop into trash bags. It was hard like an overcooked brownie thank you LA sunshine and I was not alone others who cared make neighborhood beautiful wondering who in desperation…
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Lost It
By Traci O’Dea Il suffit que je sois bien Malheureuse pour avoir Droit a votre bien-vaillance -from J.L. David. Marat Assassiné. 1793. His left hand hangs, not unlike Marat’s right hand, outside the tub. The wedding band slips off and rings against the hardwood, pauses, then rolls away beyond the brass clawed feet. To no…
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Ode de Toilet
By Jen Cheng I can’t live without you I need you morning and night you know, the kind of purification and meditation that starts my day just right when I miss our private morning ritual I am filled with anxiety, praying for a way to make it up to you when I’m without you, I…
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Untitled
By Asha I hope the uncertainty of yourself doesn’t end when you’re lying with the rocks you choose to breathe instead of fresh air. Your touch is unfamiliar as if your dna melted away with what you set on fire. I’ve been trying to keep you awake. Don’t fall asleep to avoid saying goodbye. This…
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Poem Regarding World Toilet Day
By Mohammad Zahir Saadat Celebrate World Toilet’s Day on November 19th Spread awareness around the world Let me share few words That will be helpful for every human being So, I must inform you Spread awareness around the world Celebrate World Toilet’s Day on November 19th Take care of cleanliness wherever you are As cleanliness…
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Not a pristine thing in sight
By Radhaika Kaipur Don’t expect me to say that word. I’ll tip toe around, dodging those contaminated places I’ll replace “toilet” with “bathroom” Feign retching if you bring up behaviours in “that department”. But why? Well, there’s nothing pristine in poo I felt the word “love” couldn’t be uttered by one that says “loo”… Haha.…
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My Bathrooms
By Anita McLaughlin the first was in a small stucco ranch built for GIs and their families my only memory my mom’s diaphragm hung from a hook behind the door when we lived in Alaska aluminum foil kept the midnight sun from the bathroom in summer winter, ice coated the window blackout curtains and the…
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Toilet Vignettes
By Mario Incandenza i. i asked her to cut off my finger standing at the entry way or was it exit watching her ride down the east london road perched atop a metallic bike rack foreheads touching i mumbled we entwined on the couch, Rod of Asclepius harmless snake or more cliche; serpent imploring to…
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Shake off the Art
By Jahcobie Cosom Shake off the art Shake off the earth Shake off feeling human Trauma makes me shit My fatness you called it gives me the greatest shit Straight men y’all deal with the most shit Trying to wipe this shitty ass clean Bowing down Operation: make all the shit clean Wipe away war…