Thursday, September 05, 2019

Wild

You look at me and see a wild thing.
And I am.
A child of the forest,
A warrior of the first people.
Men like you look at me and see
A creature to tame
Or to kill.
A woman without fear,
Without respect,
Without submission.
You look at me and see a wild thing.
And I am.
With your throat between my teeth,
Only then will I smile.

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