don’t kill women

to say, we must love women as a little spit-shined pearl is not enough

the obvious has gone too, too, too far unexamined

like a meticulously executed genocide, of more than half, of the world’s skin

misused, to decorate the floors of hunting cabins, for sport trophy 


some of us
  some of us   some of us

some of us, before our tenth birthday

                             and in plain sight of the unflinching respectable

                             and, for some of us, this soul dance of heroic going-on, and on, and

surviving the respectable is not for everyone 

but some of us are still here 

love women

Love us because we are here


Love us, even though we are all waiting to be digested inside this beast

 

 

©Jessie Sandoval

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