THE NORTH RIDING PROJECT

I decide immediately to do what I want: have adventures as a highwayman instead of gossiping with a bunch of women liars, fight with a quarterstaff, destroy every fucking needle they try to give me.  I’m the bear lady, the leather coated eyes, the tough brawler-queen of the jewels of the slums.  If I was a man, I’d go down with Colonel Downe’s men upon the road; I’d sail to the Spanish Main with black velvet over my left eye black velvet over my crotch.  Baiting, in the Bear Garden, is and will be my favorite sport.  I learn to fight, cudgelplay, in all ways, take care of myself.

Acker/Eye