No one suggests that Browning intended to mean vagina when he wrote “owls and bats, / Cowls and twats,” because the context does not allow for it, nor does the greater context of the Browning corpus.
“Dammit, Kayla, you're pregnant. Don't pick up a suitcase,” her husband demanded. “It's just a little one.” “Put it down now.” “Don't have a cow, Patrick. I'm pregnant, not incapacitated.”
Poor Ruby Robert, freckles and all, will pull a few sour strings on his harp in St. Peter’s orchestra the night that Philadelphia Jack, stacombed and betuxed, eases onto that New York stage to play classical music on a violin.
While many comparisons have now been made between “Korrasami” and “Catradora,” in light of the critical success of She-Ra's final season and its open depiction of Catra and Adora's love, […]
