And I flinch
And I protest
And I throw my mouth
Hard against the wall
Follow the way my rage has led me
Know that I am angry
And allowed to be
And anger is all that I am allowed
March until our kitchen floor sinks to dirt
Wonder what held my hands together
Before all this hot
Wonder what stood in my shoes
Without an enemy
It was:
A swarm of bees held together by my skin
A mirror
A fairy
A girl climbing from the ocean
A day spent on adornment
A beautiful body
A curiosity
A frustration
A shell
