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Exploring the many facets of being a woman.
Embodying me
womanhood
days
Always in my head, a sense of being distraught
Over- brimmed with one color, an unassuming rust red
Mundane chit chat, litters into afterthoughts
Scribbling screams tethered tight on farm stands
nights
A photo collage experiment, cacophony
Every square inch, a body sucked into vacuum
Calculated planetary moves, leave me a speck in cosmic astronomy
Rendering days into nights, an assemblage of salty atoms
afternoons
Candles light up, one for each year of my age
Unlearning seasons, attempts to discard my embers into baskets
Become an installation, a garish backdrop to a painted stage
Sharing an affinity, with my demons secret ghettos
siesta
Embodying womanhood
Like a leech to the walls of my lungs
In the sores of my incurable tongue
In harnessed flames making bonfires easy to light
Into a debris of embers that crackle
into desires that I can collect
souvenirs line up
for each year
of
embodying me
embodying womanhood
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