I am writing today in solidarity with everyone marching and fighting for bread and roses on this May Day. As a minor, Minus Plato protest, this post will highlight how recourse to a non-Christian mythic world aligns with feminist collective action. Floating golden triangles, bird-headed creatures and the sun landing on earth – these are just some … Continue reading Past the Mission, I Smell the Roses: Tori Amos’s Army in Michael Robinson’s “Mad Ladders”