Woman redux
- As a woman, I was once
Girl who wouldn’t smile
for the camera
or take no for an answer.
Girl, she spit in the wind and smashed
ants on the driveway for the smell
that would be her perfume.
That one, Girl, she could read and walk
on stilts at one and the same time, boys
running to look up her dress.
- As a woman, I was once
She who wrote on the shower wall with
her tongue & clawed the pillow
as birds pecked at her hair.
Woman, she was, poisoned by
the salt he rubbed in her wounds
until her tongue fell out.
Woman, she gave, all that up for lent,
moved over and out and found
that letters and legs and dresses,
as a woman, I can
once and for all.