if i could wander across
the endless universe
& explore every natural wonder
without ever needing sustenance
that would be eternal bliss

as women,
we can not accomplish our goals
without somebody, somewhere
trying to tell us how to do it.
so much pressure to obey society,
you’d think we’re all married to it!

but no.
we come in all shapes, sizes, faiths,
sexualities & identities.
but every woman knows
exactly what i’m talking about.

it doesn’t matter
what kind of woman you are
SOMEONE, SOMEWHERE
will try to make you
the kind of woman
they think you should be.

we are the wives to society.
some like being married to the norms
& some of us like to cheat.
some of us are faithful,
to their husbands & to their faiths
children of god and servants to men
mistresses of second place.

i am everything he is
and everything he isn't.
the good, the bad, & the better.
maybe i am just a seed
fallen from a poisoned tree,
but I have uprooted
and sought nourishment;
the kind he could never provide.
and now,
I am a taller, stronger
breath of fresh air.

i am learning to find joy
wherever i find myself

silence
it subtly begs
your attention

the biggest baddest man
just lost to the bigger badder man