When you told me I was beautiful,
I soaked it up like sweet honeydew.

When you held my hand to your heart,
I imagined cupping it and keeping it abeat.

When you lay your head against my cheek,
I savoured the flow of your hair in my hand.

When we went to restaurants and cinemas alike,
I imagined you one day making it a date.

When I told you my fears,
You listened whilst wiping away my tears.

When you played with my hair,
I’d close my eyes and just feel the bliss,
Only the bliss.

When you touched me,
I imagined what it would feel like for you to make love to me.

When you left me,
I waited


And waited.
But you never came back.

In history,
It has always been the man,
Of superiority,
Courageous,
Greatness.

But I do not want to carry,
No man,
In my belly.

Feeding off me,
Like they all continue to do
Once birthed.

I want a girl,
Strong,
Powerful,
Great.

Who grows up learning of martial arts,
To defend herself,
From men.

Who learns of deflection and reflection,
So as to not offend,
No man.

Who understands what to wear,
As certain female body parts,
Upset men.

Or who lives and breaths “no”,
As if that will stop *******,
From any man.

A girl of intense power,
No man inside me.
I want her to grow old,
And live happy.

But shouldn’t you know,
I gave birth to a he.
Drowned him in the bathtub,
For I want a she.