Seen as puzzle pieces and not the whole picture
compartmentalized into the sum of my parts
not just a pretty face
long legs
or tight bod
porn category
kill number or
promo girl
there’s a brain on top of these narrow shoulders
and the world has no idea what it’s capable of
My body: isn’t a talking point at some dinner party
My body: doesn’t owe you
My body: isn’t just a home for a maybe baby
it’s my home
you forget there’s a mouth attached to this womb
so make room
because my thoughts are loud and will take up space
my ideas vibrant, blinding really
opinions sharp enough to cut you off
when you mansplain my own life experiences
I have a whole essence dragging behind these assets
so don’t comment on my appearance
or my experience
just leave women the fuck alone
we don’t have to pay cover
of being pretty to exist
don’t need to
dress like a lady
to be respected
[do you think we still believe that ?]
I am tired
and will no longer squeeze into the corner
folded upon myself
like a stack of laundry
so your ego can lay claim
to my rights, her rights, their rights
and then some
look me straight in the eyes when I say;
having a dick doesn’t mean you have quick wit
just a name on my list of death wishes
don’t test me
-nasty woman