Afraid is synonymous with WomanA Poem by Catherineget bored? my father asks as he slides into the driver’s seat I shake my head choosing to omit the question I’d asked myself: can fear and boredom coincide? he doesn't need to know about the three men"sorry, wolves"who passed and stared with wagging tongues wanting to rip me apart I am only soft, obtainable flesh for any man to lick and claim as his own a valley: a flower and I refused eye contact with these men, pretended I was busy I can't help but wonder if men ever really know fear © 2016 Catherine |
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