excavation
a re-subverting of self (for the "what comes back" challenge)

i didn’t even realise she was missing
until she came back
gradually returning
– faster than she disappeared –
but
still
slow
she left
imperceptibly
a quietening here
a withdrawal there
til suddenly
– it seemed –
resentment rivalled the raucous and ridiculous
responsibility rose
an accidental acceptance
of patriarchy’s power
a misreading of manifesto
making misogyny’s might
well…
mightier
(already practiced in the pain
of
too much here
not enough there
too loud
and also speak up
stand up
stand for)
somehow she came to believe
you can do anything
equals
you have to do everything
on
your
own
community came
in queer spaces
queer as in weird
unexpected
queer as in gay
gay as in queer
gay as in joy
love
(unquestioning worthiness)
love
(uncomplicated by roles
responsibilities)
love
(ungripped by social scripts)
already existing outside
patriarchy’s power
love
(uncomplicated by labels…lust)
my lens queered
the space cleared
for her
to
come
back
a diagnosis delivered
via peer review
are
you
sure
you
don’t
have
a
d
h
d
?
(ah ha de haaaa)
(she whispers, hi)
senses alive
sense making
sense
of
self
sifting
shifting
silliness switched on
ah
ha!
(de ha)
(she’s shoving sensible aside)
chaos comes with her
– crazy-making –
yet embraced
because now
loud laughter lingers
resonates and rings out
so the raucous and ridiculous returns
(she is shining)
i’ve missed you, i say, welcome back
and she says
i
was
always
here
About the Creator
ali
a tangled mess of thoughts. occasionally a clear one bursts through. how about writing things in a public forum? seems wise.
she / her
unceded Wurundjeri & Boon Wurrung Lands
substack: aliwriteswords
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