Sequentia
Mankind reenacts
She dies
Out of ordered predation
Running from vulturine strawmen
Kiss the lebensraum lips and call them your own
Drop her down, further, farther still, STAY
Father knows best
Presenting pasts of paternalism, futureproof sway?
Not a fucking chance
Suffragettes saved the sisterhood
Braving pheromonic elements as our own hands
Wander across concubine bait and bosom
Electing to act first, think last, never speak
Didactical enactment keeps the world SpiNniNg - and women?
🇺🇸“Safe”🇺🇸
The societal gifting, legs up in step-by-step-so-survive stoicism
Honey-colored pews, clothed rows of God-botherers
There's no synonym for P-A-T-R-I-A-R-C-H-Y
She's free to choose, her body her onus her... will
Caste votes cast amid cathartic lies
Sweetened the ripening idealism growing
Pains for nine neoteric months, what a woman (!!!)
She's ahead of canonical curves
Voluminous, we crave hers
Ownership begets megalomaniacal creation
Creedence of feminine alma mater augury
Forego education, lest we ergo
She lives
(c) Edward Swafford 2026
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Edward Swafford
Hello! I'm an Australian writer and healthcare professional. I've written on Medium for over three years, run Black Coffee Creative on Substack (over 1000 subscribers), with select work published in lit mags 😴.
Edgy syntax is my bailiwick.
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