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Women ArtistsThe other day, I attempted to put together a huge list of some professional and semi-pro women artists over on my tumblr, because it seems like too often women get overlooked when it comes to being honored and recognized. This year, I was incredibly honored to be nominated for a Hugo award in the Best Professional Artist category, but I was a little shocked to find out there hadn’t been another woman nominated in that category since Rowena Morrill in 1986. That’s more than a little ridiculous, considering there are so many women artists out there who are all amazing, who offer unique points of view and design solutions, and who need more visibility and recognition. While putting this list together, I was really excited to find tons of new artists I'd never heard of before.
What is Hell?Hell is staring at a phone willing it to ring
just because you believe someone will keep
his forgotten promises.
Hell is calling someone
hoping they would be glad to hear from you
only to hear them say they will call you later.
Hell is understanding that you're temporary
even though you have already fallen in love
with the person who cannot love anymore.
Hell is being faithful to someone
without ever knowing if he ever will
be as faithful to you.
Hell is wandering on an empty road
After a truly awful fight which
didn't end in reconciliation
Hell is not realizing that the truck was heading
straight for you when your eyes were closed
the strains of music deafening you to a roar.
Hell is waiting for your daughter to breathe
without a thousand machines having to help her
take a deep clean breath.
Hell is waiting for your child to wake up
so she can tell you she loves you
and that she is just fine.
Hell is holding your best fri
You Were Not An Aquarium BoySea-glass became your bones,
brine your blood, and seashells
melded into your skin.
You were not quite an ocean
when you said "This is your sign to love me."
My body was like a building;
tall, cold, almost unbreakable.
I was metallic and sharp,
towering over your waters.
I remember taking your hand in mine,
conch and coral shells scrubbing
my skyscraper wrists, and laughing
about how one day you would
submerge every last bit of me.
Your lips, riddled with argonauts,
found my cheek and I cringed
at the coarseness.
You asked if they bothered me
and I finally told you "I
think I love you."
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