Learning to be a lady / is like learning / to live within a shell, / to be a crustacean encased / in a small white / uncomfortable world.
Stephanie HemphillStichwörter: poetry ladies gilded-cage
She said the night was March and black
and that the hill where he kissed her
and enveloped her in his arms
was a sea of grass and she rooted
to the ground like a sapling,
like it was natural and yet
all created for her moment of romance.
I fret for Sylvia.
She appears anchored
to the idea of sinking,
which is silly when she so clearly
soars above almost everyone.
If I were a man
I might not wear the cloak
of anonymity.
Stichwörter: gender-equality
I cannot be assured of
exactly what I created
be it madness and monster
or beauty and light.
Stichwörter: monsters
I see my future
now not as something
intangible like a dream,
but like a boat
meeting land
after time spent at sea,
a destination I will reach.
Stichwörter: future-plans
We built a world of words
and yet none satisfy now.
Stichwörter: writing
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