by Angelique Zobitz
It's #tbt! Enjoy this great one from SWWIM Every Day's archives!
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Girl-child, power-in-waiting, Revolution, 
this world will try to cleave you 
in half, reach inside— 
lay waste, leave you 
a bloody mess of seed, 
pulp, carved out meat— 
pick your bones 
attempt to harness your sweet 
for a world full 
of eager carrion birds. 
Transfigurate: 
flower, fruit, fire— 
unfurl an inferno 
curling coils down 
your devil back. 
Scorch them with your flame 
tongue. Remind them you 
predate evangelism; 
leave them ashes, 
burn them down— 
teach them our bodies 
are best left alone.
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