Winning
Contest Entry
from K.D.
Underwear,
and what it conceals, presents an interesting space for
verbal irony and power re-play to begin. Being a woman,
this space...this place...has always been considered something
to be dominated and spoken for particularly by men; however,
when women(especially) reassert control over what is naturally
theirs by using what is generally viewed as a male centered
language and converting it into something that is at once
"our" own voice, not spoken for but by women themselves,
it becomes something new, something progressive. Yeah, undie-speak
is cool:)
Runner
Up Contest Entry
from S.H.
When
I have something important to say I will stop at nothing
to get my point across. But sometimes folks just aren't
listening. Sometimes I need to resort to drastic measures
to make my point clear. I think that stating things on my
undies gives me an edge, a secret weapon. "I'm a Goddess!!"
I say. Look at that! There's someone in the corner, a loser
more than likely, who's just not listening. If I drop my
jeans and yell it out again he'll look to see what the commotion
is but if he's still not listening the statement boldly
emblazoned on my skimpy undies will be like a warning flare
in his feeble little mind. He may not be listening but with
my Goddess incarnate body you bet he'll be looking. WhooHoo!
I got my point across! And if it's a message I want to share
with someone exclusively they'll get a private screening
when they unzip their package. And no one else need know
the secret.
