eat up | a poem

I was raised under the weight of men


I’d grow into my own body

through a man’s mind


he told me

you’d better have an appetite


you eat what you’re given


they applied it to everything


I couldn’t find girls

whose soul hadn’t been sucked out


it took me a long time

to understand that

boys my age were terrified


reluctant to come closer


men had left their traces


and I’d never be on the pages

that I was supposed to be on


cover to cover

you baptised me

and took my laurels

but I memorised my language

and kept it in my body

and I’ll unleash it now

every step of the way


little boys in men’s bodies

were forgiven

over my ostracised body

Photo by Disha Sheta on

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