And when he comes From the beatThat I touched To stand by meIt’s a new time A new periodLike bloodExperiencing itselfDown my thighsOh, beautiful thighs!If no one else can properly love you, Then I surely will Rightfully. I should. I shall. I am. I rebel against a man’s handIndustryA man who is angry At the weight he is carrying A man who is righteous A man who is infinitely entitled.Then war, I declare.  War I will conductAll on … Continue reading Untitled by Noémie Zumer