motherface | fatherbody | daughterhaunter | a poem

I know my mother’s face

with my father inside of her

and I was born with both of them

fragmented

buried

disembodied within me

*

how she looked away in horror

and he, devouring, absentminded, ferocious,

besieging what’s his

owning what’s beneath him, women

tearing through her

lust and horror

logic

paradox

birth

*

disruptive

*

and he looks at me for the first time

u g l y

he said out loud

*

women collector

daughter denier

*

men put words in my mouth

*

I stop speaking

and start to write

*

you can’t catch me there

*

I’ll make your head spin

“Rückenansicht einer sitzenden Frau” by Egon Schiele (1890-1918)

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