10/04/2024
In fact, most women who've been victimised barely let that story live outside of their body,
not until it's 3am and she’s so drunk that she can barely stand, and she turns to you numbed by the spirit that's taken hold of her soul and tells you about the ‘friend’ who took a hold of her throat,
and she reveals in a moment of rage how her uncle put that money he owed her into her cleavage, but somehow she thinks she's to blame,
i don’t act shocked because im not, and i don’t want to deter her from bleeding into my lap 'cause you know how many women bury those glass shards deep into their womb,
where they’re absorbed by her daughter as her tiny body stretches and blooms?
viscera twists and tweaks to contain the ache - pulling her frame into shapes no body should make,
let it live there long enough they'll call it all sorts of names; bipolar, fibro, asthma, ibs,
i'm sick of the compromise - to make-do or die is an outdated fallacy:
Walk out of the doctors office when they don’t believe you and live.
Stop the bad s*x halfway through and live.
Tell your husband to clean his own skid marks and live.
Kiss her in public and live.
Ask the dude at the coffee shop to let you finish your book and LIVE.
Tangled and severed wires don't deliver power to the host.
Don't you remember? that persistent nausea started when you were forced to take in a man you were disgusted by,
those palpitations began at the shock of that barbaric examination
now that we get it, let us heal and do better,
there's nothing to be gained from concealing the truth.
It's the end of 2025, and there have been no reports of femicide, s*xual assault, or violence toward children or women,
All men are going to therapy,
the pubs are struggling to pay their rent,
prisons are downsizing in every county,
families stop keeping secrets,
women give mass, and they’re funny as hell,
churches are full because our god does not discriminate, hate, or merely tolerate,
they love us all no matter what, yes, even with tattoos, mini skirts, and pride flags… especially the pride flags.
We’re done with conventions that keep us stifled in shame,
for the sake of each other, let's sing our songs untamed.