Puta Dentata

Ani di franco is such an angry woman.
Nellie McKay is surprisingly angry for a cute blonde!

So I am happy to say
in my unhumble way
I am an angry
woman
too.

look out boys, my cunt has teeth!
She’s not a vagina, a sword sheath
She’s cunt, is puta dentata,
eats you alive voodoo style
above and below
I lick my chops
and smile

Yes I am angry, oh so
justifiably so
so it’s justice I seek
with my teeth
down below.

--Ruby

It's My Revolution

When my revolution happens
No one will ask why I went back to him
No one will remind me that I knew better
No one will change the subject

In my revolution
People will call him up, asking
Why did you treat her like shit?
I'm watching you, dude
Get some fucking help
Or get the hell out

And Why I Went Back
Will not be a rhetorical question
But a reason for a cup of tea and some cuddling

In my revolution every man
Who hurts women, lies, manipulates
Will get the same press Loreena Bobbit did
When she said enough! with a knife to his dick

In my revolution the he of this poem
Is given truth serum
And every time he lies his cock will lose an inch;
Pinocchio in reverse
Until his cock turns inside itself
And he becomes a woman
Stuck with a man like him

In my revolution being alternative
Does not get you a free pass
For hippie liberal misogyny

Doesn't mean your homophobic jokes don't count
Doesn't give you the right, the right, the right
To blame women for being abused
To ignore the way you squash others
While you polish your smug "alternative" credentials

In my revolution everyone
Looks around to see who's missing
Who's not being heard
Who doesn't have enough
Who needs help

In my revolution no one is scared
To face down the leaders
For fear of losing their backstage passes

In my revolution love sees color
Sees gender, class, disability
All kinds of preferences including sex and love
Observes and is curious, innocent, honest, welcoming

A revolution is a lonely thing.
It's small, this revolution of mine
A poem wide
And a few tears long

But it's my fucking revolution
And it's happening now.


--Ruby

WHY DIDN’T HE SHARE?
By Ruby


If I’d been his mistress
he might have paid my rent
if I'd been a groupie
oh, the travels I would have went!

but I am a modern woman
I don’t whine about what I lack
so I stayed home and cooked for him
and entertained him on my back

he’s got property in Hawaii
Santa Cruz and Mexico
but his basement in Seattle
was where I was allowed to go

cuz we are friends and lovers
a girlfriend I am not
and I’m too liberated to expect
him to pay for squat

now he hops the globe
while I await social security
something ain’t no way right here
sure don’t look fair to me

he said the friendship came first
he said he’s always care
as you chowed down my food bank meals, oh Tim,
did it occur to you to share?

I’m a liberated woman
at least that’s what I tell me
but at the end of this relationship
I ran into a tree
my health was shot and damaged
irrevocably
he said he wanted to help me get well from PTSD
he wasn’t ashamed and wanted me to meet his friends and family

instead he raped my mind with his
abuse emotionally
and I'm still feeling pain
from his abuse sexually

I wanted to be his equal
I do hate to be needy
I know it’s not illegal
to be egregiously greedy

if you look at pictures of his life
you’ll never see me there
I blamed myself for not fitting in
‘cuz why else wouldn’t he share?

he said the friendship came first
he said he’d always care
if you see my ex abuser,
please ask him, won’t he share?

You tell me not to be a victim
Then stab my soul and walk away
Well I'm wailing and I'm crying
Cuz the louder I scream
The more the pain goes away

You'd love me to be invisible
Disposable, secret, stiff upper lip
But baby you got yourself a live one now
And I hope it makes you lose your grip
Don't ask me how I am
If you don't want to know
I'm falling and I won't come back
This one got me pushed offa the edge
This was the final whack

Did you push or did I jump?
You want to examine the evidence
Drive down obfuscation highway
I'm the one falling, flying, soaring free
No time for white male mental masturbation

You tell me not to be a victim
Walk away and start again
Empty-handed
Keep it quiet `cuz we women are so
liberated now
We can take the blame as well as the abuse

You told me I was not your victim
And then acted like you were mine
`Cuz I scream and shout
And I call you out
You can't hide from my
Scolding tongue
I'm no victim here, I'm just a woman scorned
And used and dumped and sick and poor
But I refuse to shut up
And say you're okay
And that you don't owe me nothing anyway

I love to misbehave towards you
We used to be so naughty together
Now I'm on my own, you
Won't answer the phone
What do I do with my leftover depravity?
I'm going to unshackle it
And I send it your way
Just pretend that you don't see me
As you lead your parade
All the pain you've made
Follows you like a troop of corpses

all your good deeds in the world are useless
if you treat your lovers like they're worthless

at least the jerks in the LDS
have the cojones to say
they feel perfectly entitled
to treat women this way
give me an honest bigot any day
over some poser hippie boy cliche

Come on out and brawl like a real live man
Not a stuttering upper-class automaton
Stand up and tell me what I say is wrong
You used me and disposed me and I'm crying now
You're gone and you still make me holler out loud
When no one notices, I am emancipated, like
The homeless men on the corner
Who cares how they smell, what they wear, what they say?
Invisibility liberates us to disobey

Just pretend that you don't see me
That this song ain't stuck inside your brain
`cuz you might agree with me, and that's wrong you see
because I openly admit that I'm not completely sane
BOO!

you tell me not to be a victim
but my crying sets me free
ran out of cheeks to turn
and the lesson I learned
is if I yowl, howl, the pain goes away

you tell me I just want attention
wouldn't you for a broken leg?
Broken trust is no less pain
Like a twist in my brain
And yeah, for attention I beg beg beg

I tell you I am not a victim
And you can't use that to shut me up
I will be visible, inviolable,
Howling at the moon
Unfettered, too old and tired to keep myself
In a cage
I am not recyclable
Disposable
I'm way beyond redeemable
I'm gonna talk about my pain

this is how I heal

I tell you I am not your victim
I'm standing up for myself
Fighting for my life
So sorry you think it's harassment
That I ask to be treated like a human being

Well I'm wailing and I'm crying
Cuz the louder I scream
The more the pain goes away


--Ruby