He calls her a real Woman.
Real woman, not dangerous unless provoked,
or misused, Repressed, misunderstood
folded under her own clitoral hood,
so that pleasure is both impossible and shameful
Real Woman: only dangerous during emotional circumcision
Real woman: only softer after there is no more reason to be sharp
Real woman: only softer afterlife. Or love.
When he said f*ck a suit…I showed up at his front door wearing one
“burn it off me like a killer. But don’t kill me.” I bore my neck to him and I meant it.
He could’ve slit my throat and my blood would have kissed him goodnight