yes, yes women
let me count the ways in which the feminine is divine
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I listen as you ponder and mold your flesh in and around
the waistband of the jeans I told you not to buy.
But here we are, yes women, with the sparkling cheekbones,
sharp tongues and wistful flaws dancing around our teeth
Like their curls of hair, their rough fingertips, the stubble
of their beards. Only an aside to you and me,
the men can wait in the back room. As I tell you of the girl
in eighth grade who told me we were no longer best friends
the anger seethes through your veins. Protecting what’s mine.
The body of Her and the mind of Us, we rest together
Until our togetherness puts us to rest. I wonder when the flame
will hit the wax, the wick crusted and charred, the twin flames
that suffocate each other so tightly that they snap. The way you snap
your fingers when you feel what I mean. He snaps,
you shout, only standing in the way. Our togetherness hurts no one but
ourselves, our walls pile higher, it is just the two of us inside.
About the Creator
Elsie Coen
i am a middle school teacher whose words are not always appropriate for the classroom, but I'm sure as hell they've run their course through those kids' minds. salivate over the words and chew them until they're yours and only yours.
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