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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: A Good Cry

Poem: A Good Cry

A good cry can taste like medicine, salty bitterness and quivered digestive spin, plexus flip, a strong exhale, and then breathe in.     For previous poetry published by Ladybud, click here. Photo Credit:┬áMarco┬áPochestorie

Ladybud Literary: [NSFW] Graphic Art by Orli Auslander ‘Eve, Bitch’

Ladybud Literary: [NSFW] Graphic Art by Orli Auslander ‘Eve, Bitch’

Ladybud Magazine is proud to present the third installment in Orli Auslander’s hilarious “Eve” series. Always irreverent and poignant, “Eve” explores the woman’s perspective in the Biblical story of Adam and Eve. Given the setting, the level of nudity and the fact that this series is not safe for work or for minors should be […]

Poem: The Seussian Silliness of Prohibition

Poem: The Seussian Silliness of Prohibition

  “My gut’s growing from tossing back bottles of beer, and I certainly don’t want to take speed. In certain forms both those things are perfectly legal, so why can’t we have legal weed? That dealer’s house is scary, I don’t want to go, once I heard gunshots and suddenly peed. I don’t want to […]

Poem: Ferguson

Poem: Ferguson

Not from within, nor from above I look around the world and see no love Fire fueling hate, questions go unanswered Find the light within, quiet dancer. For previous poems published by Ladybud, click here. Photo Credit: Timo Newton-Syms from Helsinki, Finland and Chalfont St Giles, Bucks, UK under (CC-BY-SA-2.0) via Wikimedia Commons

Poem: Find Me

Poem: Find Me

Find me in the part of the sky where my sun rises and your sun sets. Find me in that moment where two souls connect. Find me in the glances where love blooms, Find me where the sun becomes the moon. Find me. #latenightpoet   Need some more beautiful words? Click here for previous poems […]

Poem: Mandrake Walking

Poem: Mandrake Walking

I embody the sacred root of Mandragora in the ways which I navigate the earth’s underworld, being and feeling with eyes closed, safe in darkness, fed by sacred soil. Now I send my mandrake walking to awaken ancient roots and vines, to stir up rocks and sand and to shift those faulty tectonics underground; they […]

Poem: Wild Fields

Poem: Wild Fields

I look like shit, like hay hair dry and unbrushed, eyelids sparkling with grease and sensibilities are sedated. So very lady-like this survival, required suppression to create the space I need to work my way to take back the farm the vines and trees and all the fruit I will bear. My crops, untended by […]

Poem: This is How We Must Now Be Women

Poem: This is How We Must Now Be Women

Wear a skirt, wear some heels, shine your face and hair. show your legs but please conceal and never ever reveal those secrets they would steal. Grasp your hips and breasts and knees, nevermind the birds and bees, and lock your heart up, if you please. This is how we must now be women. Give […]