I’m a panther
wearing the sky at night,
draped in constellation
and chasing
but in the sun,
let me finally be a
rose about it.

remind him

women are animals,
women are predators,
women are hunting
even in pause
in lunge
in web
in petal and
thorn; we are
adorned with
blood.

 

 

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