We pushed your bones together.
Like the time mother
shattered rosaries
against the bedroom door
& we strung the beads
into necklaces
to wear at our waists
told us we were all whores
born of the water
sin, weakness
of being women
cleaving to all
that pretends ownership.
Yesterday you gave away
your sex
held it out
from yourself. Offered up
to a world where
biblical saints
are still dirty
at the junction
of legs
& heaving torso
when red
is the color
of blood
of pain
of street corners
in parts of towns
where the feminine
turn tricks
with heavy thighs--
you folded breasts
your cunt
ever hopeful ring
finger
into a crate
& we forced together
hipbones
to close
the gap between your legs.
Eh. Who Cares?
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Especially liked "where the feminine turn trucks with their thighs" neat.very neat.Poetry for every Eve who is left reeling at good time girls labelled as whores and yet guys that unzip to ease itch are "Jack the Lads"
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I always did hate those double standards.
Historically, I understand how they came about... but good grief! This is 2007, why are we still bowing to barbaric ideas?
One of these days, one of these days...
thank you.
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What a world we live in.. born in blood, live that way and find life through blood.. Kinda makes you fucking wonder don't it?
I felt too much here.. Anger.. hatred.. I could taste it.. or wait could that just be me?
I have always sworn you read my mind and write..
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Thank you.
The anger is there... it crawls into my throat and chokes me at times. It's not just you, it's us.
I've been in a man-hating (but always loving) mood, lately. Odd, bt I guess we all get in them.
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I like the short-line litany in the middle of this poem very much, but I would be interested to know what 'forced together / hipbones' refers to. Sounds like a reference to something I should know about but don't.
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Awesome.
This is one of the best I've read from you, of the ones i've read. It's very well done. I love the second-to-last stanza... Again, well done!
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damn. harsh and yet, truthful. it makes me sigh, the i know this world, these words and i understand...but i don't want to.
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I do
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