Ladybud Literary

Poem: Ode to a Clean Pipe

Poem: Ode to a Clean Pipe

My beautiful, artisan borosilicate glass, You have recently become a huge pain in my ass.   I suck and I puff, but it’s never enough. Your insides are all clogged with resiny stuff.   Though frustrated and huffing, I continue to try, ‘Til I’ve scorched all my weed, bringing tears to my eyes.   I […]

A Few of Ladybud’s Favorite Cannabis and Drug War Books by Women

A Few of Ladybud’s Favorite Cannabis and Drug War Books by Women

Starting & Running a Marijuana Business (Idiot’s Guides) Paperback Author: Debby Goldsberry Debby Goldsberry is a humble titan of the movement and industry who released this lovely primer in June 2017. Though we wish her publisher had used a woman on the cover, the contents are necessary at a pivotal time in pseudo-legalization. Debby, who […]

Poem: Humble Cannabis Roots

Poem: Humble Cannabis Roots

Remember your humble cannabis roots Forget all the flashes of light And the pretty photos Drop the attitude behind the titles The glitter of newness Reach back through the centuries Of human toil in the backwoods Of plants reaching sky high Towards their mission of freedom You are a little spec of an atom As […]

Self Care is a Community Service

Self Care is a Community Service

As activists, it is sometimes hard to shut off the heart and the mind, as the world is in perpetual motion and chaos. Social media is rife with cynicism, excruciating news and clap backs. Our President-elect is the embodiment of every bully, elitist, predator, and well, a lot more. As such, the compulsion to DO […]

poem: the jailer

poem: the jailer

the text from the jailer says need alcohol so we meet at the bar at the top of the hotel you know he says over his scotch glass they wanted me to drug test my employees so I told them I have absolute trust with my officers if I ask them to piss in a […]

Poem: Civil Disobedience

Poem: Civil Disobedience

Because symbols have power a woman refused to give up her seat, laborers walked 24 days to refuse to pay a tax, a woman starved herself while incarcerated for demanding a voice, untold thousands took to the streets, proudly refusing to be invisible or silent anymore, and a woman climbed a flagpole.   Because symbols […]

Poem: Ode to Mama

Poem: Ode to Mama

She was the cool hand on a delirious, feverish child’s forehead The soothing singsong voice of love without words Mama, mama, mama… Yes, she was a mama But once she was a little girl as well Skipping barefoot through a path in the jungle Plucking papaya from up on high Laughing through poverty with her […]