"womanifesto" by Nina Posner


our mouths strip flesh off peaches our hands

pluck flowers from the sides of highways these bags

under our eyes are thousands of years old

they say white is the color of purity

do not believe them

we do not smile at the grimacing men on the street who talk a big game

instead we stare unflinchingly at their foreheads, we walk

telepathic projections of "fuck you" in sixteen different body languages

they say white is the color of purity

there is no such thing as purity

we were taught to be contained, to be spread over as little area

as possible. wash your body out with soap, little girl, scrub the color

from your limbs like clothes on a washboard

they say white is the color of purity

tell them that white is the presence of all colors

we live unbridled by discipline, cupping

shoulders and hands and heads. the spaces between

our fingers are strength, we are proud to sneer and be seen

they say white is the color of purity

we do not hear them

#poetry #beauty

 

 

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