Monbon

“They cut you open and scrape it all out, scoop it from you like the innards of a melon. The knots of flesh and malevolent cells. Scoop, scratch, snip. It's all gone. Everything that sat there, waiting inside you. Biding its time from girlhood to womanhood, knowing all the secrets, promising all the gifts. One day, your body whispers in your ear. One day you will perform miracles with your flesh. Ovaries. Womb. Gone. Eradicated. You weep for what is lost, but the tears wash nothing away, they just empty you out even further.”
― Michelle Sacks, You Were Made for This

“I write without a happy ending. By which I mean, my life hasn't ended. Until it does, I now know well anything might happen.”
― Christine Benvenuto

“Boys are made of snails and puppy-dog tails and pipe bombs and semiautomatic rifles. Girls are made of sugar and spice and who knows what else. Their anatomy is a mystery.”
― Tom McAllister, How to Be Safe

“You can’t overcompensate for some men’s problems with women by insisting on our purity and innocence. The way we deal with other people’s inhumanity is to insist on our humanity, not by insisting we are somehow a better, more honest version of human. That requires admitting to the shitty things that some women do, the violence they commit, the lies they tell to get what they want. Our job is not to convince anyone of anything. That is another form of control: telling someone what they want to hear to get them to believe what we want them to believe. Our job is to act like humans.”
― jessa crispin, Why I Am Not a Feminist: A Feminist Manifesto