Full Coverage: A Savvy Poem

Cover me up, he says Nothing short, nothing cropped, and nothing tight.   Wanting to please, and wanting to cover up, to reserve myself – just for him, I buy it big and wear it baggy.   Hold it in, he says. I told you, didn’t I? I told you not to show; to show…

Fragility

  If ‘butterflies are too fragile to hold’ (*), then why do we treat our fellow humans so roughly? Why does the woman, seeing her lover’s eyes glance at perceived beauty, find herself accidentally brushing against a protruding elbow, causing a spillage, and an ensuing scene? Why doesn’t, she too, make eyes and smile with…

Intimidation

The years advance and she backtracks, shrinking and shrivelling, arthritic hips, knee-joints and feet, reducing her movements to the crunching of a shovel, scraping upon gritted concrete. She thinks that she is insignificant now, passing through middle age to a lesser existence, to an existence of otherness. Others, though, others see her in all of…

Back and Out

  Boxed in. Your letters, your handiwork, your loving endearments, underlined with rage, with jealousy and possession. Sent to me, not to be uplifted, not to sit proud – up there on my shelf. Not that. Sent, instead, with intention; the intention to download, to crush, to weigh me down, to hold me in servitude…