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Katje van Loon

writer of wild things

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Tag Archives: poems

Blood Candle

Katje van Loon Posted on October 8, 2013 by Katje van LoonJuly 12, 2023

Written November, 2012. First performed October 7th, 2013.
I lit a candle today
for all the women dying from back-alley
coat-hanger abortions
For all the women denied care
because they cannot be trusted
not with their own bodies, oh no
I lit a candle for Savita today
who died, because “Ireland is a Catholic country”
Ireland is the Morrigan’s country, motherfuckers
and She’s had it with your shenanigans
I lit a candle for all of us, of any gender, who fight
for our own reproductive freedom
it is not solely a woman’s battle
I lit a candle for the immigrant women who are not
trusted
to make the choice of abortion “for the right reasons”
I lit a candle today for the indigenous women
whose bodies
and land
have been colonized for centuries
I lit a candle today for my mom
survivor of two miscarriages, post-me
she stands next to me in the rain, and her sign says
“I promised my daughter a better world than this.”
I lit a candle for my friend, whose fate would have been Savita’s
had she not been able to visit a corporate hospital
she considers herself lucky that she’s still alive
I lit a candle
as a signal
to our Conservative MPs
that the reproductive war they are waging
is not going unnoticed, and will not go unfought
Rona Ambrose, will you fucking resign already
I lit a candle because every day
I have to educate people I know
on what the fuck “pro choice” actually means;
daily derails from the topic at hand
I lit a candle to light our way
to reproductive justice
to give us hope in the dark
to fuel us when we burn out
I lit a candle
and when I looked up, the whole world was ablaze.

the letter i wish my mother had written me

Katje van Loon Posted on October 26, 2012 by Katje van LoonJuly 12, 2023

dear child your uterus hates you and betimes may collude with your vagina and other parts to make your life a parade of strange fuckery don’t stand naked in the bathroom brushing your hair if your tampon is the wrong … Continue reading →

what little Katjes are made of

Katje van Loon Posted on April 26, 2012 by Katje van LoonJuly 12, 2023

I’m made of a motley assortment of broken things half-finished projects a shelf with a big sign: “fix us!” gathering too much dust That’s what little Katjes are made of. The scents in my sense-memory include sea spray and seaweed, … Continue reading →

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