Nevertheless, She Raged - Coming May 1st
Poetry And Prose Volume I
Women have been told to stay quiet for centuries—told to be small, agreeable, palatable. Told to sit down, cross our legs, and smile while the world dismisses us, undermines us, takes from us. Nevertheless, She Raged is a middle finger to all of that. It’s a battle cry wrapped in poetry and prose, a love letter to every woman who has ever been called too much—too loud, too emotional, too ambitious, too angry. It’s for the girls who were taught to shrink themselves but decided to take up space anyway, for the women who have been gaslit, underestimated, and overworked but somehow still refuse to break. It’s for the ones who have learned that rage isn’t something to be ashamed of—it’s fuel.
This collection explores the many shades of female fury—the quiet simmering kind that keeps you up at night, the wildfire that burns everything down, the grief that turns into resolve, the exhaustion of carrying too much for too long. It delves into the weight of societal expectations, the suffocating reality of double standards, the impossible tightrope walk of being just enough but never too much. From the way our bodies are policed to the way our voices are dismissed, from the microaggressions that gnaw at our self-worth to the blatant injustices we are forced to swallow, Nevertheless, She Raged is a collection that doesn’t just acknowledge the fire inside women—it stokes it.
But rage is only part of the story. This book is also about power. About resilience. About the women who came before us, who fought battles we weren’t supposed to win, who carved out spaces for us with their bare hands. It’s about the next generation—the girls who will grow up never doubting that they belong at the table, who will demand the respect we were taught to earn. It’s about the kind of love that builds women back up when the world tries to tear them down—the friendships that sustain us, the sisterhood that saves us, the way we hold each other together even when everything else is falling apart.
This is not a book that asks for permission. It does not apologize. It is unapologetically feminist, defiantly hopeful, and a little bit unhinged. It will make you laugh, cry, and maybe want to set something on fire. If you’ve ever been told you’re too much, if you’ve ever swallowed your anger to make other people comfortable, if you’ve ever felt the heat of injustice rise in your chest but had nowhere to put it—this book is for you.
Because we are done asking nicely.
