February 18, 2010

Two Poems

Woman Made

always the same shop of decency from where my books and dresses are bought.

my nationality is decided by the identity i hold between my legs.

i have no Pandora’s Box in whose depth, i can store my fantasies.

it comes swimming to me, his battle ground; bringing me currencies, carnal, banal.


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