I am betrayed by the agency of womanhood

a perennial lie; a shackle; a scythe

I am ‘want’ and I am 'pine’ and I am

most importantly, by myself


sisterhood, they cry sisterhood, and I am an echo

I am the clearest resolution

I am a hunting party

I am a dog at a tether; at a bone; at the point of a knife

my love becomes violent, because I torture what I do not understand