The only weapon I have, The only revolution at my disposal Is to teach my daughter The exact opposite of everything I learnt growing up....

Someday, a man will marry you, Not because he loves you, But because he loves the trappings of you. This, however, is a good thing...

I will endeavour to unlearn all that I have been taught By a diseased culture: Un-truths and half-truths Like synapses digging grooves in...