A feminist socialist activist, Steph Pike performs regularly across the country, including at many left-wing and feminist demos and rallies. She organises guerrilla poetry protests, is a committee member of Manchester People's Assembly (part of the national movement against cuts and austerity), and is passionate about the personal and political transformative power of poetry.

Pétroleuse by Steph Pike
adult poetry / LGBTQ+
ISBN 978-0-9932370-3-4 | 70pp | 2016
rrp £8.00 | ebook £5.99

Flapjack Press
Central Books

Challenging oppression with objectivity and prejudice with passion, feminist activist and poet Steph Pike confronts the politics of social, economic and gender inequality with a viscerally charged and indisputable truth.

Includes a Foreword by Rosie Garland. 

"Steph Pike is indeed a pétroleuse of furious, exquisite, necessary language: setting fires of declamation for those stripped of their voice and unmasking patriarchy's creeping dystopian gaze by poking it eloquently in the eye." - Lucy Lepchani, poet, writer & educator

"Seawater floods the city streets, petrol and sweat scent the air. This is salty back-pocket semaphore, full of fury and love, for all those in need of hope." - Michelle Green, author of Jebel Marra [Comma Press]

"Steph Pike's poems are like that one person at the party you know you can have a real conversation with." - Helen Mort, Derbyshire Poet Laureate

"An invitation to the voiceless to know they, too, can speak." - Rebecca Bilkau, Beautiful Dragons Press

Bernadette Hyland's review of Pétroleuse on Lipstick Socialist.

Laura Taylor reviews Pétroleuse at Write Out Loud.

We Will Not Be Deodorised
from Pétroleuse © Steph Pike, 2016

take your shackles, your chains
your violence, your rape
we will not be bound
by your laws, your lies
your prejudice, your expectations
your science, your biology
your definitions of who we should be
we create our own lives, our own worlds
we make solid our own outlandish dreams
we are free

take your fashion, your body fascism
your plucking and shaving
your surgery, your plastification
take your perfumed pants
your intimate wipes
your scented sanitary wear
we rejoice in fat and muscle and hair
we stink of blood and sweat and skin
we will not be deodorised
we reek of the ocean deep hot hunger of our lovers' cunts
we will not smell of the sterile chemistry of your misogyny

you shoot us, sedate us
imprison us, terrorise us
refuse to educate us
but still we speak out
still we sing out
still we shout out
we will not be silenced
we are unquiet
across centuries
across borders
we rise up
we fight back
we are dirty
we are brave
we are dangerous
we are pussies and we riot

Cover image by the author.

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