Words on Wednesday: There Be Witches…

A favorite poem I always recall during this time of year. From Anne Sexton, “Her Kind.”

I have gone out, a possessed witch,
haunting the black air, braver at night;
dreaming evil, I have done my hitch
over the plain houses, light by light:
lonely thing, twelve-fingered, out of mind.
A woman like that is not a woman, quite.
I have been her kind.

I have found the warm caves in the woods,
filled them with skillets, carvings, shelves,
closets, silks, innumerable goods;
fixed the suppers for the worms and the elves:
whining, rearranging the disaligned.
A woman like that is misunderstood.
I have been her kind.

I have ridden in your cart, driver,
waved my nude arms at villages going by,
learning the last bright routes, survivor
where your flames still bite my thigh
and my ribs crack where your wheels wind.
A woman like that is not ashamed to die.
I have been her kind.

Image via lespapillonsrouges.blogspot.com

Trust in Testosterone

LiveScience’s post on a study that linked testosterone to skepticism in women is fascinating. The suggestion that this hormone balances oxytocin, the hormone of bonding and trust, implies that it helps boost social skills, leading to advantageous business and economic outcomes.

via vi.sualize.us

Sociology got sexy! Check it out here: Testosterone Makes Women Less Trusting

♬ Listening to: It Takes a Muscle to Fall In Love (M.I.A.)