I have not come here to teach you.
I have not come to heal you.
I am not divinely manifested.
I am not the eternal feminine incarnated
to cosmically yin your yang.
I came here to write, explore, read
I came here to burn and be whole
on my own.
Do not harm me and call it your
I will never be the rubble you
leave behind in the wake of your
Woman: the stolen domestic labor
used to bolster the experiment of capitalism.
Woman: the embodiment of softness made to teach love
to men who have had compassion washed out of them.