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Mar 7
Men show up
In my realm
My dreams
in the eve's apple of my voice
lovers. husbands. boyfriends. transactions. Jesus.
Over and over again
I attempt to respond with words
I can only outstretch hand
They are
Surprised by the strength behind my shake
Queens birth every King
Ancestral diamonds vanished into dust
They try to reign.
matriarchs ascend.
Dance.
Demand.
Please. please. please. can you hear me?

"I am woman hear me roar"

at the front line (as I do everything else)
When I said "roar" it meant
Feast. Bite. Bury.
IMPLORE.
Lucanna
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Lucanna
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