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i follow these women
who have used their voices to
question culture

this door do not have a lock
you can walk in
and make yourself a home

lover was the one who first poured
honey into your mouth
lover left you and went

my type of feminism is like my mother’s
she greets my father every evening
half way at the door

we would have
believed better
if growing up

my great grandmother
married at eight
my grandmother…

if your daughter 
comes home
running from school…

some of us grew up
where every money
our parents made were…

this heart is under 
maintenance
to prevent the process… 

at twenty7
i will be a wild something
what is sunshine…