Monday, November 9, 2015

Poem of the Week 11.9.15





There is another debate on Tuesday, and as a woman, my life, my future, my body being debated by those who would keep my essence in a cabinet only to be opened by someone they deem worthy of holding the key to the lock on the door (because I am just a woman, I cannot be trusted with it) makes me want to let my essence creep out of the cracks in the cabinet made by their ridiculous arguments and assertions and have it burst forth like the bright pink orchid on a Georgia O'Keeffe painting. 

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